yep, spring is late here, late everywhere. there is a sense of “when is it going to end?” the weather, lack of jobs for people I know are hurting, including my own son. and my sister’s never ending divorce; can’t he just drop dead? what do we do for laughter or even entertainment? even TV is boring. today, i sat outside at Starbucks watching a few swallows scurrying around looking for tidbits of food. i feel we are like this ever energetic bird looking for a morsel in life. there are plenty of morsels around but they are so toxic for us, but that does not stop us. tisk, tisk back to the computer to study…
