This was my life, post-cricket, on Thursday.
It took 2 minutes to saw through the bubble wrap on the package to reveal the annotated copy of Hedi Book 2 and THE NOTES.
This is my life after getting past the first two paragraphs on THE NOTES.
Somehow I made it to the couch but when I looked up some two hours later half a bottle of beaujolais was gone, and this is what I saw.
This is how my hangover felt Friday morning.
These is what I wanted to do between 4:00 a.m. and 9:30 a.m. on Friday.
This is what I did instead.
I talked to my friends (Uhm, I had to. I sounded liked a blithering raging monster the night before).
This is what I eventually did.
Life felt marginally better after that phone call to my editor.
I began the important part. I went shopping for essentials.
And I assembled a few essential tools.
I’ll see you when I come out the other side. Until then, please ignore the whimpers from Canada.