River: A bit weird around the edges
It's been a strange day. This morning I received an email from my brother that reminded me that Mom died a year ago. Between that (along with the collection of things that still need doing), and the fact that many tasks resulting from Colleen's death nearly three months ago also remain unfinished, ...
I think "weird around the edges" might be a slight understatement, but I've never been all that good at assessing my own moods. Sometimes I feel as though I'm doing well simply to notice that I have moods. I don't think I need to go much farther down that particular rabbit-hole.
I originally wanted to write something curmudgeonly about the problems that the Book of Faces was having yesterday, but my brain seems to have taken a hike. Maybe tomorrow.
You may have noticed that this post is a little disjointed. Or maybe just weird around the edges.
Edit: add CW and cut tag. Need to be more careful, I think.
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