Salons and Saloons: The Quirkiness of Living and Loving
Posted October 2, 2008

http://radnichole.wordpress.com/2008/10/02/salons-and-saloons-the-quirkiness-of-living-and-loving/

It would be nice to place a list here. It might, no would, be a list of where I've been, what I have done and what's been done to me. It would be nice if that list might somehow guide me and others through a shoal of problems, steer us unscathed past the reefs of ignorance, trial and error.

But, I don't think I am capable of that. Certainly not now, there's simply too much to write, and so little time. No matter how much experience I gather, it seems that more waits for reaping. How little I truly know.

Yesterday I knew less. Knew that the world looked bleak as the rain had been hanging about for five days. The clouds simply seemed to have closed over this place as though they'd hold it and hide it from all the rest of the world. I felt alone and sad. Yes, even therapists have days like that. Especially those of us with depressive disorders as well.