let me be the first to tell you that the demands and responsibilities of adulthood can sit heavy on your shoulders. They can swallow up your time, and saturate your thoughts. They can rob you of sleep, of spontaneity, and of energy. But what if we tried, just a little bit, to treat ourselves the way we treated children?
I love quiet. I really, really love quiet. And cleanliness, and order ... all the things I didn't have much when we had kids at home. We loved raising our children but now we're in a different chapter and the quiet is pretty nice. And so, of course, I looked at the local shelter's Adoptable Dogs page.
I am a liberal Democrat. Bernie Sanders isn't even left enough for me, and Hillary certainly isn't, though I've always loved her. That said, I decided to watch all the debates, and thus got to know the Republicans a bit better. They won't get my vote, but for the first time since George Bush they started to seem human to me.
No matter what tourism boards have given you the impression that you can go to Norway, Iceland, Greenland or wherever and look up into the sky and see spectacular Northern Lights with your naked eyes, it most likely isn't true. Take a moment to grieve, be angry, refuse to believe it or do whatever you need to do at this point.