Saturday: Steel birds cross the sky to other lands

Again waiting for a steel bird and its flight I continue to read a book that makes me want to cry. Cry for myself and the peoples lives that are ruined by loss. Ochsner writes about hearts ‘The saddest cases were the too-full hearts, the overworked ones still carrying good intentions and bad and all the fallout from a lifetime of lousy choices they’d promised themselves they’d forget but couldn’t because they were too busy twelve-stepping their way through therapy ... cracked and spilt at the chamber seams these hearts still managed to continue beating... ‘The Hurler.’