I remember now how I got so strong.
As I pulled the full backpack onto my shoulder, I caught a glimpse of myself in the store window. The breeze brought reminders of an afternoon in 1970 (?) when I had taken off from the Yoga Ashram in Burbank to hitchhike up the California coastline, intent on going to Alaska. On one of those nights hiking along Highway One with a backpack on my 22 year old frame, the breeze had been exactly the same as this day in 2014 Lancaster CA. The strength I found trudging along the road carrying so much stuff with me was astounding even then- I think I even had a pan for cooking on open fires dangling from my waistband. It is the same strength I have today, bringing broccoli onions and strawberries home from the weekly farmers market.
Went by there in 2010 and it's priced so high I can't even consider living there.
I got bitten by something, probably a spider. I don't know when I got bitten, just discovered the bite.
I didn't have the heart to take a needle to the massive thing and drain it.