No Time for It

Two things are keeping me from updating right now:  lack of time (we're at the end of the 9wks, and the rush is on) and a general lack of sense of myself as good company right now.  If you were close enough to be near me right now, you'd know exactly what I mean.  Sometimes, and I'm all too aware of this, believe me, I am the least pleasant person who ever lived.  As much as I wish I were all woven from dewdrops and sunbeams, from fairy wings and elvish whispers, this is not the case.  Right now, solitude is more or less probably the best quarantine until I'm better company and more tolerant of everything, my own foibles included.