You deserve a rant at least once a week but I'm afraid I don't even have the energy for that. For no apparent reason my appetite has been nil in recent weeks. I can survive on some potato chips for a midday snack and then two or three bites of whatever's for dinner. I'm almost never hungry.
I sleep badly. Helped by sleeping pills, it's mostly a mire of dream after dream. The weather is sameness . . . to me, a sunny day is extra-depressing. I prefer the rain/snowy doldrums.
A lot of it is caused by a unilateral lack of communication with my son in Japan. It's pretty much boiled down to they (the triumvirate: my ex and her parents) have decided communication between father and son is no longer "necessary." And I can't do a fucking thing about it, aside from flying over there unannounced and show up at their doorstep.
I have one bright spot to report -- when I ordered a Kindle, I accidentally ordered two by mistake. Disgusted because it had no backlight, I sent one back, but then the other one arrived. I reluctantly embraced it and haven't regretted it. I've downloaded about seven books at maybe a cost of $30 and have a lot of reading to do -- as long as there is light.
Oh, and Monday I turn the non-age of 54.
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