out of sight...

Any time I even think about starting a new entry, my mind heads off in all directions.

I'm busy. I'm depressed. I'm out of touch.

I'm going someplace, doing something. I'm going to work. Coming home weary.

I'm tired of worrying about finances...my family...my health.

And, of course, the ever-present "Never Enough Time".

bleh.

Where do I begin? Yet, there's really nothing to say. I have a small group of long-distance friends. The few of you are the only readers of this here pitiful blog. You all truly mean so much to me. I know that the only way we can stay close, is to keep in touch. I visit your blogs almost every day. I am always in touch with you through your writings. How connected can you feel to me, when I'm silent most of the time? Lately I find that I'm not even commenting, though I have so many feelings to share when I read about your lives.

I feel trapped, somehow.... I can't do everything, so I just do nothing.

At this moment, I'm getting ready to head to the beach for a short time, followed by lunch somewhere that's air conditioned. We are having a heat wave and it is hotter than H.E.DoubleHockeyStix.


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11 hours later. I'm home again. The beach was lovely. Warm sun, cool breeze, sand in my toes and the ocean's waves. I am lulled by the rhythm of the waves. A visit to the beach should renew me and refresh me so that I'm ready to face life's realities once more. Unfortunately, it doesn't work that way. The peace doesn't stay with me....

Gosh, I've got so much to say but just don't know how to say it. . .


If we could all meet for a cup of coffee or a bottle of wine once a week or so, wouldn't that be easier? (Doesn't that sound terrific??)

Thanks for looking out for me... Lori, you called me out 3 times - I can't ignore that! I miss you all and will try to keep a promise to myself to write soon. (Don't worry. I don't feel like I owe it to you. I owe it to myself. I am constantly getting in my own way!)

sigh.













much love....xoxo