I arrived home last night to just as much snow, and just as much cold as we had in Romania. I'm slowly assembling a theory that the cold is following me wherever I go. This weekend is supposed the coldest weekend of the year in Wisconsin. Can't say I'm looking forward to it, but at least it will keep me indoors and writing.
There is allot floating around in my cranium that I haven't been able to put down on paper recently. Trying to balance life is sometimes a full time job, and has a tendency to drain the optimism right out of you. Not that I was a very optimistic guy to begin with.
I'm tired, but I can't sleep, my body knows it needs rest, my mind thinks it's two in the afternoon and I should be out and about, thus the reason for an incoherent post at six in the morning. I've been awake since three, but was busy going through the accumulated mail.
Starting tomorrow, Lord willing, we will be back on track, and I will begin posting at more regular intervals. For those of you living around Wisconsin, or in it, stay warm this weekend, make some tea, light a fire, cuddle up with a good book, whatever it takes for you to stay indoors. Thank you all for your patience, your kind words, and your prayers.
With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea Jr.