Arranging my ducks, but they won’t stand in rows. The glass is half full…but is it my glass? The grass is lush and verdant….over the septic tank.
Yes, there’s a massive whinefest going on in my head. Don’t wanna/you gotta. WHY is this being disputed? How the hell am I going to make THIS work? Too-small apartment, or house I can’t afford?
Fractious.
I want to take my boys to the beach, and lay down to watch the moonrise over the ocean. I want to take them to the mountains after a summer rainstorm, when the air is redolent with decaying wood and ozone. When the creeks get deep enough to really splash about and play in.
Wrong time of the year for that, alas.
For those of you keeping score, my dating site profiles have been rendered to ***this space for rent***. Yes, I’m still single – you haven’t missed an announcement. I’m just not in the mood right now.