Figures. I have a wealth of information to write about, and the plug on the battery on my computer tore out of the socket leaving me without power. (I'm on a library computer for a short moment.) It is torture  living without means to write my thoughts down. I forgot how to write longhand ages ago - readable handwriting went sometime around the time my eyesight faded.

I will just assume God is doing me a favor to save me from embarrasing myself while here.

The point is, I am filled with inspiration, frustration, and reflective thought. Nothing new, I guess. 

I just didn't want anyone to assume my not showing up meant something. I will seek out a battery tomorrow . . for better or worse.

Good night.