Arid. What a beautifully apt word for the state of my mind right now. If my mind were a landscape, it would be a desert with mounded dunes concealing… all. The next chapter, the next episode, all there, waiting to be uncovered.
Alas, I do not have the energy, the will, to unearth them today. So they remain, concealed. But… there are footprints in the sand, proof that I am wandering, looking, searching.
I know I left you waiting, wondering, about Jay and Dee, and Lily and Tyler. I wonder too, as I wander, as I find a place to sit and sip wine, build a sandcastle. I wonder why, I wonder how, I wonder when.
I don’t have any answers for you, not today anyway. Unless the question is ‘more wine?’ then the answer is ‘yes please.’