You just need a good cry. This morning I had a moment. Four a.m. Listening to Indigo Girls while I ran newspapers. The whole world just seemed so terribly overwhelming for a moment, while at the same time the stars reminded me that it is really meant to be simple.
When did we make such a mucky mess of things? Complicate everything? How did everybody end up so angry and stressed out?
I had a remarkably lovely mother's day weekend with my mom in town. I know that real life can't always be like a vacation . . . but should real life constantly leave you feeling like you need a vacation?
No time to even ponder what desperately needs pondering.