I am spent

And it's not because I was out and about Christmas shopping either. It's just one of those days where I can't keep up with even my own life. The weekend left me spent: emotionally, physically and spiritually. An up and down weekend of feeling bad and feeling good that has left me blah. Hopefully Tatang or Barbara will write about the kali/poetry collaboration with Maiana Minahal.

This is what the SO calls "hiding." That sometimes, it's good to just pull yourself out a bit, long enough to recharge and gain a bit perspective so that things aren't as sad or scary as one might think. Not too long, just long enough.