Fission

I wish I could split myself into. This has been an exhausting week. Kidlet three started vomiting last night a few hours after she went down. It's heartbreaking to see a baby sick to its stomach since they can do little to avoid the aftermath plus they just don't understand what the hell is going on.

I am spent.

Part of me wants to go home and spend the weekend with the fam. I love my family. This weekend, hopefully, will be uneventful, calm, peaceful - as it can be...relatively speaking.

Part of me wants to escape to a remote, but luxuriously appointed rustic cabin, to write and read.

Years ago, Ang and I rented a cabin in rural Arkansas near the Buffalo River. It was enormous and so very beautiful. A part of me could be there this weekend. Just think how much I could get written! Late, late nights with the ideas pouring in...

Oh what fun that would be.

Thank you for stopping by to read my blog. Especially those of you from Oz. This Mississippi man is honored to know that you're out there.