We’re back from Canada (yes, they let me travel without my passport) but I’m not ready to get back to blogging. I have thoughts and stories, but I just don’t know how to voice things. Most thoughts just come out sounding too sad. The happy ones feel like a lie or a dream. I think I just need to keep lurking, and trying to sort things out. I don’t think I can really expect myself to think straight until I catch up on the laundry anyway.