Sixty_eight
Peggy, I don't know. Days go by. My heart soars when I am with her or talk to her or just text her (we 'Facetime' a lot). When I don't, I sink into some sort of blankness, not darkness, just going about my daily stuff, work, eat, sleep within a wait state that has no emotion to it. Anyway. Glad to hear you are home and happy. The both of you. Glad the family is doing well. I have had violence swirling around me again. No, just angry, I guess. At nothing. No, I don't let her see it. Just troubled not knowing where it comes from and why it's even in my brain. Too many violent movies and video games. Yeah, I know, but the other answer is genetics. Maybe. Maybe. I treasure your letters. Please don't stop.