In the glove box:
2 x parking permits
1 x sunscreen
1 x knife
1 x sea urchin
I think the car needs a clean out.
So does my in-box. My work is piling up, quite literally, into a tower that threatens to fall and crush me. I miss blogging. I miss the fun writing but seem unable to find space in my head and in my timetable to think about Things.
Life has become a matter of keeping on top of it all. I seem unable to balance my life with any grace or consistency.
And now, instead working the way I need to work, I keep reading about the fires and crying. My mind bounces back from what happened to people, to animals, to communities. I am truly thankful to be living where I live - I understand the hobbits.