Color me Gray…

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I particularly like the through-the-screen photo – like it’s taken from within an insane asylum…

 

Okay, this morning I’m INSIDE a cloud.  And I’m not flying through the air to someplace exotic or warm.  I opened the door to let Fiona go to the bathroom and she peeked out, turned around and went back to bed.  Can dogs get depressed?

I Googled “depression” and found that there’s a 2010 study of Google searches for the word “depression,” which found that the farther north you go on the planet, the more people search for the word as it gets colder.

That’s like a wheel within a wheel isn’t it?  Me feeling depressed because I’m in cold weather and Googling “depression” to find that people Google “depression” when they are in cold weather?

And what kind of baby am I?  I’m in Georgia, not the Polar Ice Cap.

I poured out the gin.

I promise I’ll get my shit together – find the beauty in these God damned tree trunks.

Tomorrow…

 

Today I’m not drinking, because I want to see the forest for the trees…

How come you’re not drinking?