Actually, I’m not blue because it’s the end of the summer, because this is the summer that never was. I really don’t understand where the last three months went. I’ve done a little writing, a little editing, some short trips. Mostly we’ve ducked into the shade out of the hottest summer I remember on the East Coast. I’ve fallen into the Internet too much and I am having trouble getting out. I think a few days away will help my attitude and sanity.
Because, my friends, people are crazy. Especially people on Facebook. Yes, you nod wisely, you knew this already. I have somehow managed to attract every wacko not strapped down, and I’ve been inundated with threats, pleas, cyber-stalking, and all sorts of crap. Never mind why. Let’s just say lesson learned.
Finally, going to visit my brother and stepdad, and for the first time since she died, my mom’s grave. I have to do this. And it will be okay. My head hurts from being on the computer too much, my heart hurts for no reason I can quite identify, and it’s time for some fresh air.
I hope your summer was spectacular. I’ll be back more regularly. Not that anyone lands here, but it’s my diary.