There are a lot of questions in the air, and a lot of unknown issues facing us these days. Sometimes it's enough to get out of bed, and call it a day. Today is a day I can do a little more, but not a lot. Motivation for much is out the window. I think I'll go to the beach and watch the ocean for a while. If I were in Bloom County, I'd stand in the dandelion patch with Opus. No running. No working. Maybe I'll disappear in fiction later.
Anyone reading this, grab who you love and give them a hug. If the one you love doesn't give a shit, hug 'em in your dreams. These are dark fucking days; hang on to what positives you can, and find your dandelion patch, or come join me in mine.
Meanwhile, here's Clyde the caiman, and dancing sand crabs.