I'm always a little flabbergasted when the need to write isn't overwhelming me since it seems to be my natural orientation generally, not just here. But there it is.
I filled out a blogger form to let them know they lost one of my posts, possibly one of my best posts. There wasn't a space to tell them that I'll probably never forgive them. What a PR nightmare, but Google is a little too big for their britches so coming down a notch or two for a few days probably can't hurt.
See how I'm babbling about Google? Sigh. Sorry it's not more compelling folks. I have lots of thoughts, they just don't feel like coming out on the page right now. Not for any dark reason, I think my mind just wants a little rest is all. Away from here I've been doing a lot of other writing including some heavy journaling as part of a project.
I'm off to read another chapter of Women Who Run with the Wolves. If I could put the thing in a blender and drink it, I so would.