I've felt really weird lately, and I'm trying to figure out how to describe it. Everything feels off a notch. My vision through my prescription shades seems really dark. Memories of people I've known pop into my head like they're standing beside me. Then I get dizzy like I'm going to pass out.

It could be a brain issue from a fall the other night, but the back of my head is finally not sore. I went through this last year, they scanned me every which way from a worst fall, and I was alright.

This is not a cry for help, this is documentation. I write about my life because I can, while I still have a platform to share it on. When folks get tired of hearing about my stuff, I trust they will let me know.

It's Thursday night, 1/5/2022. Tomorrow is my grand-daughter Shelby's 31st birthday. Please send a warm vibe her way up in government land, DC.

I have a few people in my life that I send notifications of new blog posts to. Not every post, but most of them. The list is short: Shelby, Christina, Elizabeth, Steph, Katy, Riley, Jessica, Skoge, Daniel, and Dave.

So far they have not screamed at me to stop, so I won't untill they do :-)

I suppose when that list drops to zero, I'll hang my blogging jacket up in the closet, and say good night...