Random

~We're in the end of the month and doing okay. I'm doing better than I was at the beginning of June, but I'm not really okay. It seems that after each of these periods of stress I recover a little bit less of myself than the time before, that I am left physically and emotionally diminished by the event.

We all starting dying after a certain age, but it feels like I am now dying faster...

...and I'm afraid I'm going to die with my most important work left unfinished.

Life In The Desert

~It is presently 101° and 5% humidity. Fans and swamp cooler making our little house quite comfy...but I need to go out in this inferno, though only for a short while. I'm completely out of ice cream.