Lyme Blog

A big difference in the landscape between my last visit and this visit. The lush leaves have been taken down by the wind and rain.

I have always felt this way - as long as I can remember. Glum and futile. There would be glimmers of serenity and dreams too. I think they were induced by romance or other persons, places and things. Has this been Lyme? I thought it was my psyche and selfhood. My sister thinks it is the Lyme and it began 20 years ago in my teens. I want to be hopeful.