I'm glad I still have this blog sometimes. I can spew out stuff that is in the moment and I don't have to explain or even feel good. I'm turning 55 in a few days and right now I feel I have done nothing of worth in my life, except for the quilts I've made. No lasting relationships and no children. That shouldn't define someone's life, but right now it is. This very moment. It's very sad to me.
I'll feel better in a little bit, for sure.
