Jax Attax

I have been feeling like a storm cloud was following me around for the past couple of weeks.  I can’t describe it exactly, but I would qualify it as a world-class funk.  I know that life is all about the ebbs and flows, but sometimes knowing that things could be worse just doesn’t make a person feel better.  I torture myself a fair amount, but I am generally an optimist.  So when I get caught up in those brooding moments, I start to feel like a bad person.  It’s as if I’ve crossed over to the dark side and nothing can keep me from wallowing in my wretched mood.  I am happy to say that after a relaxing weekend and some friendly chats about all the things we take for granted, I feel much more like myself.  Spring is here and everything that once held hope seems somehow renewed.  Thanks be to God, Hef Jr. and Billy Bragg (in that order).