Excuse me for the erratic writing on this blog--I am going through a patch of Interesting Times; yesterday I totaled my car and nearly kicked the bucket. I skidded on a patch of black ice in the interstate and spun around in traffic, hitting the guardrail twice at high speed. I am well, and nobody got hurt, but it was very close and the car is at the shop (the prognosis is not good).
After all the paperwork, I had to go home and take care of some important work. Today I am just extremely exhausted. Call it delayed reaction to shock.
There is a parallel to this situation I am having: mom once participated in a 14-car pile-up in which she had skidded on black ice also. Nobody was hurt in that one either. That butterfly seems quite attracted to mom and her progeny.
G'night.
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