ok... here we go...

allrighty. This is my first attempt at blogging, so bear with me. I have been in a deep state of depression for the last three days, and I thought I would add blogging to my long list of attempts at therapy.

I had a massage scheduled for tonight, but my therapist had a last-minute emergency, so I sit here tired, depressed, and un-massaged.

I have so much to write, i mean type, but I don't want to overwhelm you. It's a lot. I'm 43, and I feel like I'm heading in to my second mid-life crisis. The first one was at around 35, and consisted of an upper ear-piercing, a tattoo, and oh yeah, a divorce (definitely the best of the three).

This one doesn't seem to be so easy to fix.

Thanks for lending your ear...