I can't open my emails. How frustrating is that? Can't write any either. Can't get HELP to work.
Received Lisa's postcard in yesterday's mail and was too busy today to post it, but it is beautiful, and I'll try to get that done tomorrow.
Took another load of clothes (about 10 pair of slacks and 8 or 10 shirts - all fresh from the cleaners that Fee no longer wears, a couple of jackets, a winter coat) to donate today. I have some more stuff in boxes stacked in the garage that were for a garage sale, that still need to be sorted through.
Depression seems to be pretty general now. Everyone you talk to has suffered from the overload of images, the frustration, the anger, the despair.
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