Yes, it’s been a while since I wrote anything here. I have been very depressed, and I hate writing depressing things. No one wants to read them. However, I thought I’d better write something, just to keep myself in the habit. Better late than never.

My life is crumbling around me and I just can’t fix it. The details are too personal to share here. I know that early on, when I started this blog, I said that the same people who like slowing down to view automobile accidents would love reading it. I think this gory scene is probably a bit much even for those. I’m pulling the sheet over it, zipping the body bag closed. Nothing to see here.

I am tired and achy, I am not myself, and I am now facing a whole week of work that I’m just not prepared for. Now would be a great time for a vacation, if I had anywhere to go, or the time, or the wherewithal, or the freedom.

Times like this often put me in mind of great songs I’ve heard over the years. Tonight I am reminded of a lyric by songwriting legend Jimmy Webb. It was once recorded by Linda Ronstadt, a deep track on the same 1989 album that contained her hit, “Don’t Know Much” with Aaron Neville. With apologies to the publisher, I will violate US copyright law and reproduce the lyric here. I think Jimmy would understand.

Shattered
Like a windowpane
Broken by a storm.
Each tiny piece of me lies alone.

Scattered
Far beyond repair,
All my shiny dreams,
Just lying there.

I'm broken but I'm laughing.
It's the sound of falling glass.
I hope that you won't mind if I should cry
In public while I wait for this to pass.

Shattered
Into fragments cold and gray
Sweep the pieces all away
So no one will ever know how much it mattered
That something deep inside of me
Shattered.