This is, in some way, a time of great disappointment. People both close and close enough have let me down in ways I never expected. Not in small matters, either. But as the world’s been at odds with itself, and everyone in it, for a while, I’m willing to turn the other cheek. Got the first of my Covid vaccines this morning (Moderna) and all’s suddenly, infinitely more tolerable. S gets hers in two days, and before the end of March we should be able to breathe a little easier. Who knows? A trip to Pittsburgh to see the boys might even be in order.
Need to get back to work, I think. Finish the shorts I’ve started, finish work on the novel, and get moving as quickly as possible on something new.
Also need to order that fishing license.
Cold snap’s broken and the skies are blue, and the temps should hit the mid-forties before the end of the week. All I need now is a winning lottery ticket.