Sick, Sad, and Tired

Fiorella is still feeling blue. She's tired. the house is a mess, her novel isn't moving as fast as she'd like it too, the pharmacy isn't sending her automatic refills like it's supposed to, she hasn't even started on the taxes yet, she's worried about an undocumented friend, and she shudders at the thought that the child composed of one fourth of her genes has been born into an alternate universe ruled by an ignorant, vicious narcissist.

Her only ray of light is the new rock area she found in the dry creek.. How's that for desperation?

Older

Fiorella is officially an old lady, but that's better than being a dead old lady. To prove her maturity, she wears the universal pendant of old age, a personal alarm button.  (Truth to tell, the major reason is that she might take a fall or encounter a rattler or  copperhead the hard way while she is exploring the wildwoods.)
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There should probably be an upper age limit for drivers, but then how could older people get around to buy clothes and groceries, visit with friends, and attend doctor appointments?
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This topic is depressing. Fio needs her hair done, some botox, a photofacial, and a pedicure to cheer her up.

Linguistic Funk

Fio's down
Distraught, distressed
Feeling discouraged
Deeply depressed

She's also fascinated, as you can see
By the negative words beginning with "d."

Heavy

Don't want to get up
Don't want to get dressed
Have a headache
Feeling depressed

The weather's rainy
The day is gray
God is God
And I am clay.

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