Did you have an Etch-a-Sketch as a kid? Do you remember doodling away, drawing line after line and jagged curve after curve through the grainy silver and then shaking it to start all over again?
That's what it feels like in my brain right now. I keep turning the knobs and winding the lines into a bigger and bigger mess, and much as I want to pick the slate up and shake it clean, I don't seem able to do that.
This too shall pass. I know this. But right now, the ball of negative thoughts swirling in my head is something best left to old-fashioned private journaling, not typing out in a forum where I can't take it back. So while I'm not on an "official" blog-break like so many other people these days, I also don't have much to amuse you with right now. Perhaps I'll get to a book report this week, but other than that... I'll see you when I'm feeling sunnier.