Magical May is coming to a close. It started off soft, sunny and warm and is ending with whirlpools of dark clouds and spirals of wind in the sky. Yesterday we paid our respects to the veterans who served our country; Today, we are attempting to get back to business as usual. But currently, nothing really feels usual. So I struggle to meet my deadlines as I attempt to also stay in touch with reality… It just doesn’t feel there, like the matrix of our existence has vanished. I check my resources for evidence of a global or personal shift, but find no explanation for my strange sense of detachment, and then I lose my internet connection. I peer out from my body to find both my husband and cat eerily quiet, and wonder if anyone is actually home in our house today. Some days are just so strange they make you feel more like Jim Morrison than yourself.









