Saturday

And it is Saturday morning.

Have a party with an old friend tonight. His folks are in town and they are amazing people. I’ll crash at his place tonight.

I’m bothered.

I don’t wish to be bothered. So I’m writing.

I know that my life is NOT falling apart. It’s it coming together. But knowing the court date is now 6 days away…makes me feel like it is falling apart.

Dam feelings. But it is okay.

I can feel them. Put them in perspective. Put them in their compartment. And move on.

So it’s Saturday. Getting on with the day. It’s okay.

Sun is out. Laundry is going. The world turns and I’ve got this