Spring is less than three weeks away and we’ve gotten more snow in the last week than all winter. It was only a light dusting overnight, enough to cover cars and unpaved areas, but it was still there. It’s gray and wet this morning so what does that do for the mood? Absolutely nothing. It does jack shit. I’m laughing a bit now. Life in wartime isn’t conducive to fits of giggling but I’m laughing anyway. A dry chuckle but still laughing. How did we get here? How did I get here?
Where is here? I don’t even have the energy to explain.
Life is weird, my friends. We’ll all act like everything is perfectly normal but it’s weird. Nobody has accepted this as the “new normal.” I don’t even know what that means.
Okay, moving on.
Keep your heads low and your powder dry. It’s going to be a long haul.