I apologize for the silence. Seems the gods or God had found a way to move me out of the world I was swimming in and onto something else entirely.
I had a window open, as it were.
I got a job.
And the nicest part about this job is that I needed to get some training. In Paris. For a week.
It was good for my soul, my soles, and everyone. The tribe has missed me. The Man has missed me and, believe it or not, I missed me.
After the days' training sessions, I wandered Paris. Into museums, churches, stores, restaurants, and parts of that wonderful city I didn't know before. I got lost, I got found, I got blisters, I got my hair done, I got time.
I'm home now and I am beyond happy to be here. The children are crying, the floors need to be cleaned and my Man has made me coffee.
There's work to be done.