Was gonna post my usual shit

Then, a psychopath and his parents killed four kids.

I just couldn’t. This hits hard. Really damn hard. Throw in the Columbia Grad student getting randomly stabbed. This needs to stop. 

Instead, I decided on the fly to shelve the post I wrote for today. I have been waffling this whole week. I feel squishy. Not the first time. But this is the first time in a long time. 

I listened to the song list I compiled this week six times today. I spent some serious time on it. Because I didn’t want to do anything else. I mean, the morning was consumed with commercial activities. Legal Tender and all. 

But the afternoon was unintentionally devoted to myself. Weird how that happened. And the more that went on, the more I thought of you. How stressful this is. All of it. Whatever it is. 

Only you know. There are many triggers. Pun intentional. And heartbreaking. 

Take some time to be with yourself. Just listen to what it is you are silently screaming. Or go somewhere and scream it. As Grandpa Smitty cracked, “ Shit or get off the pot!”

Put on your headphones or earbuds or air pods or just crank it up. Just lose yourself while you can still find yourself. 

Ric