I don’t know what it is. I go through the motions, I want to pick up and resume where I was, doing all the wonderful things I do in a day, but by now-around 3 PM..I find myself wanting to take a nap and pray that I wake up and all the stress in my life is removed. It’s never that easy.

I tried some foods this week. I tried the Jessica food truck in Port Orchard that my friend recommends. Carne fries are a no go for me. The quesabirria tacos were delicious, as was the consommé, and I always love the rice and beans.

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Social media is a definitive time waster for me. I see so many angry faces and voices, and some of them are seriously misinformed. I want to say something, but I feel like my words go unheeded, that absolutely nothing I say matters. I have photos and stories and things to share, but my voice disappeared, and my motivation to go find it has waned.

There are so many subjects I meant to talk about, so many things I wanted to share, I’m to the beginning of March and I’m not sure I want to be found. I had the most incredible email drop into my inbox, asking how I’m doing and what’s going on, and do I want to hang out-I haven’t answered it.

Don’t count me as “out” the door just yet. I’m just trying to find a new spot.