Grace

I've been caught in free-lancer's nightmare the past week, feeling as if Rome is burning down around me. Money woes, exhaustion, fatigue, ill health, low spirits, anxiety, frequent and inexplicable tears, guilt (did you know 10,000 people are dead from the cyclone that hit Myanmar? My friend M.S. is safe, thanks be). But I've been shown a great deal of kindness and understanding, including gifts, financial advice, love and a particularly generous and gentle email from an editor I swear has been enduring my deadline caprices month after month. Sometimes I do wish things were hard enough to drive me off across the sea to better lands, but there it is. I'm here to stay. Love and warm wishes wafting your way into the cybersphere.