Up swing

I've been down in the dumps lately. I don't think I really even realized it at first. After all it is the end of winter, almost time for the Midwest monsoon we call April, and a spring vacation where I had no real plans to do anything special.

But when I began going to bed earlier and getting up later, Bestest noticed and asked a few key questions, as he's wont to do, before asking if I was depressed.

The upsurge of feelings that washed through me and nearly poured from my eyes assured me he was right and being the the best sort of Bestest there is, he immediately gave me a book to edit.

Miracle of miracles, it did the trick!

First of all I read the beautiful acknowledgement of me right at the beginning. Then I spent some time setting up my computer to do the job, after which I took a long walk down the trail, which was accessible, if not sunny and found myself feeling much better.

Now I know I am in full editing swing because I am eating pizza and working away in total absorption.

No longer feeling sad, or useless, or hopeless, or any of those less things, I am eternally grateful for friends whose souls mesh so well with mine.