It’s the only word that will describe me sufficiently today. I’ve written about five paragraphs in the past four hours. The whole Supreme Court thing threw me, now I’m worried about Michael making a stop in NC. I mean, we still have a lot of trees just kind of leaning on each other from Florence. All it’ll take is a fresh breeze to knock them over, so if Michael barrels through here after it devastates Florida, we’re going to lose power…again. And so many people are still without even a place to live and the schools are just starting to get back in session. And only some of those.

So…yeah. I can’t seem to settle. I’m antsy as all get out. I need normal for longer than a few days. I need worries to go away. I need to get back to work.