The Undiscovered Country

Stumbling through The Desert of No Words

That’s me the last week or so. I have neither the words or the will to write. Heck, I don’t even want to write this entry.

Why, then do I write it? For no other reason than to let you know I’m still alive.

That’s something.

There is but one reason for this foul mood.

I thought by writing about my grand news would relieve enough stress my eczema would calm down. Nope. It continues to worsen. Lucky me.

Although grateful, I can’t fathom how my husband can stand to be near me. I can’t stand being near me. I feel, in one word, grotesque.

I suppose if that’s all I have to complain about, I should consider myself lucky.

That’s all I can manage today. Maybe as the week progresses I’ll walk out of this desert and have something interesting to say.

Though my mood be foul, I plan on having a good day.

I hope you do as well.