. . . look a little foggy.
Like outside. And also in my head.
It was a tough weekend - emotionally - for me (and, I imagine, for many of you, too). I indulged in a little despair and a lot of anger. I whined some (and "wined" some). And I have sworn off the news for awhile. (Again.)
But now it's Monday. Time to clear the fog. To find a way to move through it. And to figure out how I can shine my bright light in it . . . however I can.