Deep Breath and…
Relaxation.
4am Wednesday morning and I was deep into an email thread with a dear friend.
Wisdom and experience. Are they that valuable? No rush to judgment here, but screw ’em.
Memories come in waves. I was riding on solid emotional ground for a bit and all of a sudden the storm clouds formed and the water got rocky.
The Devil plans on stripping off her rubber gloves, sequestering the cleaning supplies and enjoying her family over the holidays.
Tonight I face the challenge of how to feed the beast. This will be my 1,315th post.