When does attachment parenting end? How many have one going off to college soon and another still cuddled up next to me in bed? Why are the poorest people, the soldiers, the low-end workers (deemed non-essential, how’s that for a blow to your ego?) the ones who suffer most from this government shutdown? Why do I feel so uninspired to finish my novels and instead wander from blog to blog, website to website, not even able to focus on anything of depth (including reading anything worth reading)?
So many questions, all of which I will ponder more extensively later and perhaps blog more on. But for now, as Rebecca Black would sing, with that characteristic twang… “It’s Fri-day Fri-day…” and my love is home and I am so outta here. 🙂