Painting depicting "Early Spring," in nearby Vermont.

I do so want to thank those friends--and new folks, as well, for your very kind thoughts and wishes during this trying time.

I am afraid that's the way it's going to be, for a while, with me. I have my good--well, really more like "okay" days--where I'm somewhat on a level flooring, and days where I'm sort of down in the old sub-basement again. I wish I wasn't like this, but, no much I can do.

I suppose I should be on anti-depressants or something, but simply can't afford them, right now--and can't afford the co-pay at the doctor's--or the cab fare to get there. Every cent I've saved, now has to go towards my rent, with this big reduction of income.

But, I'm trying...it's just that some days, lately, it's much harder to "try," than others. And, for some reason I'm not sure of, suddenly I'm grieving for my mum again. That was a bit unexpected. It may be the way I'm feeling, or my loneliness, or...I don't know, something going on inside me, that I"m not quite aware of.

Sometimes--well, a whole lot, this past year--my life is a bit like some of the amusement park rides, that I used to run for Six Flags/Great Escape. (pictured)

Full of ups and downs, corkscrews and...like the Condor (pic above)...sometimes gets stuck in mid-air! Sometimes it goes round in circles, and sometimes it just floats merrily along.

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