A great weariness has been building for months, and now (for me; last night for you) has me in its grip. Just worn out. It's more than just not bouncing back like I did even 5 years ago.
Uncle Jay is making noises about getting together for a long weekend in Apalachicola, and maybe kx59 will come out I-10 from Houston. It'd be cool to hang out with some salt air, and it would be the opposite end of the Chattahoochee river, whose source is not far north of Camp Borepatch. Or maybe something like thisL
But I think I need longer, like a couple weeks off by myself. The batteries are drained.