escarpment

[ panagintuno, panaglamlam, panagpatingga ]

Agpanunotak, kitaem, no addaka kadi iti panawen ti ul-ulok ti panunot — dayta ti mariknak ita. A kasla ti panawen ti kastoy a plague ket addan iti bukodna a ruar: stasis, torpor, ken inertia — dagiti sao nga aggapu kadagiti Latino ken Griego. (Ket agpapanunotak pay no adda kadi dagiti kas met laeng a sao a mabalin a mausar kadagiti inaldaw a pagsasao — kadagiti umuna nga adalko idi immayak iti lubong. Mabalin nga isu ti umuna a pagsasao a dinnamagda kadagiti agpadakkel kaniak idiay ospital.)

Agpositibo latta ti antigen test idi rabii. Kunak idi ken ni Number 1, mabalin nga agsubli dayta agingga iti sumagmamano a aldaw manipud ita — kitaem latta manen no kasano. Ti panagpaspasada idi Sabado ti rabii ket bassit a napateg ngem ti kangrunaan, ngem saan nga uneg — agarup 14,500 a ragpat. Ita, mariknak dayta iti batogko. Saan a nabannog a kas kadawyan. Mabalin a gapu met laeng dayta iti kinabababa ti inaldaw a ragpatko manipud idi nagsang-at daytoy a salun-at.

Ngem ibagak ditoy: agbaliwlatta dagiti kakitaak. Agpasada-ak kadagiti kalsada ken bantay a naisardengko idi kadawyan, ngem addaan pay latta ti baro nga agsangit ti panunot — ken dayta ket agbaliw laeng, no agsukat ti panangikeddeng, wenno no agsangitka ti sibubukel a kita. No agtalikodka laeng, ken kitaem manen. Wenno agdukayka, wenno bumaba kadagiti dua a ruangan manipud iti pagna-em.

Adda leksion a naidanon dayta — malagipmo man wenno saan.

[ stasis, torpor, inertia ]

Are we now at the start of the ‘brain fog’ era of this plague, I wonder? Because that’s what today feels like… harkening back to the Greek and Latin origins of the words (which I wonder if there are precise, single-word translations in today’s chosen blog post language, one of the first 2 I encountered in this world); might have literally been the first, depending on what the nurses and/or delivering doctors said at the hospital upon my emergence.

Still tested positive on last night’s antigen test; Number 1 said that may be the case up until a few days from now — we shall see, I guess. Saturday evening’s walk was longer than usual (but which was down from the typical, pre-Covid) but not that much longer, at around 14.5k steps and today I’m feeling it in my calves. Which is unusual. I suppose that’s a function of the lowered daily average since the plague commenced.

Should say here that I continue to see new vistas around me, even as I’ve walked these streets and hills countless times over the past few years; goes to show that there’s always something new, upon the paying of a different kind of attention, on slightly different loci. Turning around to see makes the greatest difference, when one simply walked onwards at the same spot; or crouching down, or stepping down one or two steps orthogonally from the usual. There’s a lesson there somewhere…


[ Hover on above ¶s for the original in English - translation into Ilokano rendered to me by ChatGPT; below, what I was talking about in the last paragraph -- it's as if I was seeing North Beach for the first time... ]