I had a funeral for a friend this week, I lost my job, Mr. Furnace and I are having communication problems and because of emergency oral surgery last week he has no time or energy for me, and I’ve taken a leave of absence from my coven.
I’m a leaf on the wind, a very sad leaf, and I don’t have a compass.
I feel like a pariah. A Big Fat Pariah.
I’m going to go sort things. Maybe I’ll find some answers in the process.