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February 21, 2007

It’s late and I’m at work right now. I can’t bring myself to work even though I know I need to.

I’ve found and read a blog written by an autistic woman. I want to reflect on what she’s written so I can better understand my niece. But time slips by and I know I need to press on.

I’ve gotten notice of the most recent post on a new blog I’ve been following lately of a man and wife struggling and championing through the wife’s cancer. The post is deep and rich and full of thought. It should be honored with reflected thoughts of the same depth and richness. But it can’t tonight.

Damn the fall and the curse that came from it.

I enjoy my work. I honestly do. But tonight, “my mouse and keyboard are my thorns and thistles”:;&version=49;.

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