Thursday, September 1, 2011
Some of us just barely. Busy with soccer and other after school hours shenanigans. Exhausted. Like the kind you can feel deep in your bones. Recovering slowly from a knock-you-on-your-ass sinus infection. That's where the just barely alive thing comes into play. Collapsing into bed early or just plain near brain dead at the end of the night to put fingers to the keyboard in hopes of sharing coherent thoughts. That pretty much sums up life here in The Hill. Hang in there. I'll be back in the saddle one of these days. But right now? I've got a date with my pillow.