Cleaning my glasses today feels like it should be a metaphor, but sadly, it is not.
At least I’m honest. I could have built an entire post around lie.
Today there’s hammering again, but only enough for me to notice it, not enough for it to fade away into the background, and it seems like open writer hostility. I do not approve.
It’s brightly sunny though, and not too warm, not too cold, proper spring. I’m not even sure it’s windy out.
Maybe I should try venturing outside.
Now is a weird transitional time, fear ruled our lives for more than a year, it’s still real, it’s still out there, but vaccination has helped. Unfortunately not everyone yet, but hopefully that will come.
It can’t get to India soon enough. I’m so sorry to see the virus raging there.
We’re nearly forward but still quite back, with people using all their strength to take us in reverse. And some of those people work for us.
How about that.
So if one of those people who work for us works specifically for you, call their office, email, let them know you disapprove. And regardless, have a great Tuesday.