They’re There

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The struggle to find things to write continues; this blogging is truly a strange phenomenon.  I’m busy, busy, busy, preoccupied physically and mentally with things I’d love to share with my friends but can’t, due to the public nature of this sort of communication, and the entrapment of my current affiliation with a highly corporate entity.  I’m not good with small talk and the Big Things are too fragile at the moment to be exposed.  So, is this communication at all?  Can I even maintain the Blahg ? 

I’m also dealing with some issues revealed by a recent health screening, manifestations of the physical effects of a prolonged exposure to a stressful, inhospitable environment. While I endeavor to educate myself on ways to heal the situation physically, psychically and intellectually (yes, in that order), I feel a certain empathy with the Illinois landscape I observed on our trip to the far northwestern ‘burbs on December 25th.

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barn2 All that said, I’m feeling much better than this reads or looks.  Truly.