I’m feeling glum lately, and I don’t really know why.
It might be spring, actually. I think spring tends to do this sometimes. April being the cruelest month and all.
Maybe it’s national affairs. I don’t like to talk about it, but I do upon occasion (like now) feel like I’ve somehow ended up in a country of bongo-heads. Actually, I’m quite sure that that does have me feeling sad.
M sent me the picture below, saying: “[here’s] a certain someone being very sensitive with some sunglasses that may look familiar.”
Apparently this is what my sunglasses look like. Personally, I don’t believe it. (And why can’t he leave his shirt on?)
Actually, due to prices of airline tickets, etc., I have a few days in New England when I don’t actually have to be anywhere. Maybe I’ll just head out for the territories. Maybe a road trip would cheer me up. I’ll bring my boots.