Just a note

My hands still hurt, so not much typing going on this way.

I'm also concerned about my privacy, and realize now that I'm a "normal" person who says things about people I would rather they not read about in my blog.

I've been writing all those things in my journal at home, with a pen, in a book. I have this intriguing new fountain pen, which makes me feel like writing more.

Trying to also write fiction, and journaling a lot about myself and my future career.

Still out of work. The days are long, and sometimes hard-to-fill, but thank Heavens that I don't have to do what I used to do all day long. That is something to be thankful for.

Enough typing now.