Today was an emotional day. It started last night with a disturbing phone call that kept me up past 2:00 a.m. I was too upset to sleep, so I emailed a friend. Which helped and granted me sleep, but not enough. Then I woke with an aching heart.
Gulf oil spill and how it is killing all the wild life.
I have purposely avoided the news for the last six months and, while I have known about this awful, awful event, when I saw the picture of this pelican, I was undone. His article is one of the most provocative pieces I have read in a while and I sobbed for all the littles who have no choice. If you haven't already, please click on over.
The tears have been close all day. Unable to write, I couldn't read or watch a movie or do anything else for more than a few minutes at a time. I am on empathic overload. So I read a few pages of three different books, none of which captivated me. I watched movies in the background. And I ate. A whole pound of Ranier cherries. Popcorn and cashews. Cheese and Triscuits.
I finally settled in with Breakfast at Tiffany's. I leave you with the final scene. We should all be so lucky.