“The time has come,” the Walrus said,
“To talk of many things:
Of shoes–and ships–and sealing-wax–
Of cabbages–and kings–
And why the sea is boiling hot–
And whether pigs have wings.”
Well, perhaps not shoes and ship and sealing wax, but the time has come for me to pack up and head down to Florida. No, I am not leaving Michael. My dad phoned this morning and said come down.
Mom hasn’t been eating well, and is in turn weak from not eating, which is in turn hurting everything else.
So down we’ll go. I don’t know how long we’ll be there, but I am taking my laptop, so any work I had to do or whatnot, I’ll still be able to do.
