Usually when I come back to this blog I’m able to do that again. That is to say: Get my shit together. I always have to do that or feel like I have to do that. I was on Craigslist just now and I almost got sick. Just perusing the jobs section made me queasy. There has to be another way. I have so many hours in the day. I can do this. I’m feeling a lot more again these days. I was numb for so long. I perked up in Spring. Then came the Summer and everything just went so fast. But the Fall smells like success. I’m determined to roll around in it. Success that is. Not the shit that I’ll presumably be getting together.