For the last few days. Everything’s so up in the air- (what a wonderful figure of speech, “up in the air”) I feel like I can’t write about any of it, because it’s not real, yet. It’s “in the air”. But falling fast, coming to rest like the weather does, sometimes, in the wee hours of the morning. One thing I do know- I’ve been lucky, and everything is going to be fine.
Just like it always is.
I’ll write more soon, I promise.