I'm back, and I bear ill tidings. There is a major, destructive event imminent, and I have the pulverized brain, banged up body and trail of spills and klutz episodes to prove it! Can barely see to type this, have been pounded and squeezed all day after sleeping poorly despite light medication and waking early (7:30 a.m. but didn't have to be up until noon); feel sad, am having trouble speaking, am forgetful and more. Unsurprisingly, I'm also venting like bad, have slugged eyes and sockets, a blown up middle, semiblocked ears, dual Spock pinches, with weak legs and marginal balance. Basically, I'm a mess, but I did manage to get some writing done and make dinner. It's 9:30 p.m. CDT, and it's great to be back!
Regards,
John Kettler
Regards,
John Kettler