Hi, I usually check in on all of you before posting here, but I'm kind of tired. I had a great, relaxing trip to Colorado. S34 lives on mountaintop heaven. So good to see him (been a little over a year). Relaxed, hiked. Never knew what day/date or time it was and didn't want to know. Perspective takes time and distance. Lord knows I've had the time, but the sheer distance from here was refreshing.
Getting out of "limo" (beat-up suburban) and lugging suitcase into an empty house was rough.
I feel nothing for this place anymore. It's a memory-filled, empty $-hemorrhaging white elephant that is holding me back from moving on - spiritually and physically.
Gardener
"My soul, be satisfied with flowers, With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them In the one garden you may call your own." Cyrano deBergerac
