The vet here in the little interstate town isn’t open on Fridays. So i got an appointment at her old vet, back in the big town 90 miles away. This morning Kali and I are getting ready for a road trip to meet that appointment. I can’t know for sure of course whether she’ll be coming back home with me or not. But I’m secure in the knowledge that I’ve loved her well, and that I will continue to do it as long as She lives, whether that’s tonight or ten years from now. Same with loving myself, you know, regardless of how long i live. That’s the mortality all of us meat creatures over here on the other side of the keyboard must face. The price we pay, ultimately for being conscious–someday returning to the One Consciousness.

Worst case, this will serve as the post for April 11th.