With a subtitle like that, what am I supposed to do but read? 🤣 We certainly don’t need more sadness in the world.

I always clap 50 times, so, you know, don’t think my claps are sympathy claps.

So here I am, sitting out on my porch with my dog lying beside me, watching the birds at my feeders and wondering where my cat is. (If she was close, they would not be at the feeders) and I find myself really really really not wanting to write today.

I want to sit here and enjoy the morning breeze, and maybe make some cold lemonade later on when it gets hot. Maybe read a good book.

But I’ve got that quota facing me too, so who knows, maybe after a little recharge I’ll start writing. Probably.

Oh, who am I kidding? Of course I will.

Sigh.