The gray day matches my emotional state. Neediness oozes from my pores. Nothing pleases and I question myself. I wonder if my brain tells me it works, and to me it does, but reality reflects a truth the brain does not perceive.
The number of CFers and PHers dying this past couple of weeks staggers me. One of my friends who lived in Midland, not that far from here, died sometime in early January. I did not learn of her death until a couple of days ago.
I could use some of your wisdom and humor right now Dude.
Later.
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