Actually, he packed up and left already. No, scratch that — I — packed his bags and then he left. I helped him leave me. Worse, he went to Hawaii and I and here I sit in the cold and the dank, and the gray.
I think the weather is really getting to me. I can’t seem to find any cheerful. I don’t have much motivation, either. Yesterday I read two novels. TWO. They were both pretty good. Book reviews to follow, of course.
If you are somewhere there is sun, would you bundle a bit of it up and mail it to me? I don’t need much — a half a gallon, maybe. I’ll let it out of the box really slow and savor every glimmer.