A Different Kind of Blue
It is just a state. A moment. We’re into a new year, which, for me, has followed a year of sea sickness with the norm of extreme highs and lows. This is a moment of quiet that follows so much rushing and worrying. To be honest, the void of worrying is a bit worrisome. I guess it is just the moment of change. Life is shifting again. Anyway, this is what sounds good.