I can’t do any writing, right now. I probably ought to be, but I can’t. I can’t think. This week sucks. It started Sunday. And I’m not sure when the suck is going to stop.
My father-in-law passed away in his sleep Saturday night or Sunday morning. Funeral is set for Friday of this week.
And I’ve been randomly leaking tears since. And it doesn’t help. At all. Honestly, all it does is make things worse–it doesn’t ease the emotional pain, and it causes a nasty sinus headache.
So. No writing. Not now. Can’t.