week

I've had a rough week. I've been working on two stories, one on overcrowding at an animal shelter here (lots of euthanizations). And one that is a pre-obit story on a prominent local figure/journalist/past mayor/activist who is dying from cancer. It's been emotionally draining.

I've decided blogging is no longer the way I want to communicate with you. I really enjoy actual conversation and this is too one sided. It is also a lot of talking about me, and I'd rather here about you! So call me. I miss all of my friends and family. I miss St. Louis backroads in the flats, meals with my grandmother, horror movies with my best girl friends, craft beers with my boys, being close with my family and waking up to coffee already made (regardless of how weak it might be brewed- love you, Mom). I'd rather hear my friends voices and see their faces.

Plus there are other reasons why I shouldn't be blogging about my personal life! DUH. Because people can read it.