Second full day of no electricity, and I’m already beginning to crack. My phone is my only means of communication with the outside world, but I can’t type fast enough to write anything meaningful on it. (As the saying goes, I’m all thumbs.)

Today’s news brought five important stories, and the frustration of being unable to comment on them is unbearable.

(I thought a primal scream might be in order here.)

I’m going to start writing now, the old-fashioned way — pen and paper — and pray the power comes back before the news is too old to matter.

The mind is a terrible thing to lose.

Just sayin’ . . .

Brendochka

9/28/24