It's been a long time.
I keep reaching for my computer, and find no real need.
Not a lack of get up and go, but a lack of need.
Catharsis is my home, my life.
Employment is my purpose, and where I am now,
and the cat is NOT prompting me to toss her out the back door at the first heavy snowfall.
Hmmmmm........Am I happy again?
I mean REALLY happy?
I'm going to have to start writing without a spastic cat, and with joy.
Gads, I'm doomed! ;)