The Aftermath

Ah.......waking up is always a dread after writing. Usually a mix bag of "Are you ok" and "Wow.....never thought you'd felt that way", I must have made the abyss blink since my messages were composed of "we know where you are" and one full out blatant threat.

Ha.....and I'm thinking that I've played enough innuendo and smoke to make sure no one gets worried. So, here is my response. You can either sit and spin and know that I'm working through some heavy crap and almost out of your hands at this point or...

....or....

I can get to you before you can get near me. Since we need to have some sort of palaver I can be more than accommodating at this point.

Then again you can take two steps back and realize that I'm out. I'm not a pawn in anyone's game nor am I anyone's monkey wrench.

.....

So outside of this, I'm feeling better. Whatever happens is going to happen. The hammer falls regardless of how much I prepare for it, yet to remain ever vigilant is killing me.