perspective
I've got some kind of flu. Somebody (but who?) calls this particular brand of misery the galloping crud. Given the headlines the last few days, I hesitate to even mention this. This morning the death toll in Asia topped 55,000. Susan Sontag died. Lynch mobs in Brazil. Life is fragile. I am very fortunate.
I have some ideas for posts here on various writing topics, which I will try to start jotting down later today.