I feel all tied up.

I planned to focus on figuring out what's going on with Dair's Window, today, but my brain wandered off into the stratosphere and I didn't even open it up. I feel as if I'm bound and gagged and unable to get loose to check into that the story wants.

It's like something is screaming at me on another plane of existence and I can't figure out the wavelength needed to tap into it. I can accept Adam's story being told in its own volume, but only after I'm done with Dair's. I just can't tell which of them is fighting to get the attention of my inner workings.

Told myself I wouldn't go online to do battle with the idiots of FaceBook, Twitter and Instagram, but ignored my own promise to myself. Which probably added to my feeling of being bound and gagged and yelled at in a language I cannot hear or understand.

Reading the filth that comes out of the MAGAt Cult's diseased minds is really quite disheartening. Cracking jokes about the murders of Rob and Michele Reiner is the worst. Makes me want to stay away from people even more.

Now it's closing in on time for me to travel to Taos and then San Antonio. Family duty calls. I'll have to deal with pre-and post-Christmas crowds, which really makes me nervous. I may wear a mask and bring a book to read...if I can find something I want to deal with.

That's the trick...