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muckefuckLast night, on the assumption that I was developing something of an emotional boil, I lanced it by watching the opening to Up and sobbing hard for about ten minutes. I'm not sure it did the job. I felt tired afterwards, so tired I almost fell asleep sitting up again, but there was no euphoric sense of relief.
The days couldn't be more gorgeous. The air is clear and the skies are nearly cloudless and the bold blue looks especially striking next to the deep reds and oranges of the maples. They're about the only trees changing so far, and not even all of them. Those by the house, for instance, are still clinging to their leaves.
I'm bombarded with social events for the weekend. The only I know for sure I'll make is game night at JB's. It'll be the first reunion of the gaming group in a month. Unsurprisingly, none of them have reached out to me in that time and the PM channel where we used to chat daily has been almost silent. Postillero is back in town but he doesn't have time for me this week.
I have that feeling again like I'm chest-deep in water and it's all I can do to keep myself upright. The waves come up to my neck but no higher and aren't enough to make me lose my footing but the thought of making any progress against them is daunting.
The days couldn't be more gorgeous. The air is clear and the skies are nearly cloudless and the bold blue looks especially striking next to the deep reds and oranges of the maples. They're about the only trees changing so far, and not even all of them. Those by the house, for instance, are still clinging to their leaves.
I'm bombarded with social events for the weekend. The only I know for sure I'll make is game night at JB's. It'll be the first reunion of the gaming group in a month. Unsurprisingly, none of them have reached out to me in that time and the PM channel where we used to chat daily has been almost silent. Postillero is back in town but he doesn't have time for me this week.
I have that feeling again like I'm chest-deep in water and it's all I can do to keep myself upright. The waves come up to my neck but no higher and aren't enough to make me lose my footing but the thought of making any progress against them is daunting.