Say something silly about hypothetical, rhetorical primates and they go out of their way the next day to prove they exist and they’re in charge…
Between the deadlines both scheduled and spontaneous at both the office, the hangar, the home, and the world, plus the aches and pains of getting through this decade, plus the gremlins that are inhabiting my computer hardware, plus…
I’m sure we’ve all had those days.
I’m sure we’re all having a lot more of them these days.
That’s probably going to get worse in the next five weeks, and I don’t have a lot of faith that they’ll get better a whole lot after that.
Maybe in February. Or March. March would be nice. Maybe a trip to Tempe Diablo in the middle of the month…
Again, I’ve wandered. My apologies.
Perhaps sleep will help. Remember sleep? It was so nice…
Hang in there. One foot in front of another. It’s not how many times you get knocked down, it’s how many times you get back up! (I suspect the smarmy schmuck who came up with that one never, EVER got knocked down.)
Just be there for one another, be there for others when they need help, ask for help when you need it. We’ll get through this.
But that printer may get chucked into traffic if it doesn’t get its shit together tomorrow.
We Love The Stars Too Fondly 
Things are calming down for me , with my new book out today (last in the Princelings of the East series). But last weekend I did browse through holiday cottages thinking of a nice break in May. It’s nice to dream.
Here’s hoping our respective countries come to their senses over the next few months.
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