Alone Time

I found myself alone this morning so I decided to get some HP work done. I went to the local college and got a study room in the library.

It's my first "alone time" since Barb died and when I realized I didn't have to be the tough guy with a clear mind providing support I found myself crying as if Tia had just died.

Students started walking by the window and looking in with concern on their faces.

Finally I had to put a sign on the door that said I flunked my summer mid-term. Now I'm just getting encouraging nods and knowing glances.