Then the fog came

As I’m nearing the end of my holidays, I can’t help but to think about how they went compared to my expectations.

I drove here with a heavy heart. Filled with loneliness, sorrow, completely lost. Feeling invisible to the world, immaterial. I couldn’t think because there was so much background noise back home. So much to deal with, to go through. My head was foggy, groggy, couldn’t focus. I hoped to be able to think a little more clearly. But I’m not sure I accomplished that goal. Continue reading

I made it…

… to the holidays. I managed not to punch anyone in the process (especially co-workers) so that’s probably a good thing.

I’m also not feeling too bad health-wise – at least nothing unusual. I managed to drive for almost four hours under the heat without falling apart.

Small victories, right?

And here’s my reward. Continue reading