From the heat. We’re in the grips of a late summer heat wave in the Midwest, and it’s bad. I hate heat. But oh well. That’s summer for you.
I wrote something the other night that hit a little too close to home, and I ended up basically crying myself to sleep. I didn’t think it would hurt so much to write it. But it did.
Well, I guess ‘waiting for abatement’ really does sum up stuff right now.
It’ll pass. It’ll all get better.
Sorry to be so brief. Just wanted to touch base.
I have a lot to learn, I guess.