Looking For A Bright Spot

Taxes. Controversy. Politics. Editing. Falling behind, in everything. Falling overboard. Falling into bed at 9 with a migraine that's not really gone the next morning. And that's just this week.

These days I wonder if I'm going to make it to September.

But we've been spared gunshots, explosions, and tornadoes, and I am not coping with a screaming baby on top of everything else. It could be worse. (Could be raining.)