What's next? Every time something "isn't right", I wonder "is this a sign"? Hershey's kisses don't taste the same. Oreos are just not right. I'm ooking for the "good ole days(?)" knowing now that most of that was a lie. I'm skeptical of most everything and try to approach it with discrimination. Just now as I approached the computer, it asked me for my Microsoft password - yeah right! When I didn't answer, I was shown the black screen. Everything is hanging in the balance, and I can't comment. The "lovely" celebration of the queen......and my mind goes to Canada picnics with children. And I can't comment. I hear the scripted news as white noise in the background while I read updates on the movement. And I can't comment. I just rotate my head back and forth. I see little drops of possibilities and this resolving and I want to rejoice. But then we wait. Patience is indeed a virtue. This will be glorious - then I think of the Jim Jones-ed people and wonder......