Where have I been? Whatever became of me? You may wonder. So do I. Funny how time slips away. A week of nonstop adventure in Utah with senior son, his wife, and their two children, left little time for writing or reflection. And then closing down my house and studio there, traveling to Seattle via Grand Junction, Colorado, and Salt Lake City, only to arrive in the noise and traffic of the city and stand dismayed before a desk piled high with mundane busyness demanding my immediate attention - well, it’s daunting and disheartening and depressing. Instant stress. Avoidance and denial kick in. Can’t just turn around and go back to the mountains. Can’t deal with the pile. So I went for a walk . . .

Once again I am at a brick wall. I feel like I need something to fill up an emptiness that is lingering and tugging at the back of my mind. Maybe this calls for a bit more destination reading. That would be nice, but my allergies are on a war path and the Great Out Doors is causing me to struggle to breathe.

At the moment I am living my life on vibrate. This means I am avoiding most unplesant-ness. So much is happening. Alli's Bridal Shower this Sunday. Austin May 3. Parents Move May 5. Derby Fundraiser somewhere in there. All Night Skate May 16. Roller Derby May 18. Alli gets hitched May 23. Brew-con May 24-26. Schools Out Bout June 1. Relay for Life June 6.

I find myself craving a weekend that is just mine. No obligations. Mine.

A weekend where I can sleep late. Go to a park or Zoo. Have no one expecting me to be anywhere or do anything. Mine.

After I get off Friday Night I might just do that. Disappear. Sweet Relief. Don't Call. I wont be there. Rest assured I will return the following Monday. Possibly with a better outlook on life.