Broken

Hello gentle readers.

I can't talk about polish, today. I tried, I really did. I wrote a post, inserted photographs. And deleted it. I am just not feeling it, today.



What I am feeling is sorrow. Anger. Confusion. I want to call Scotty and demand that he beam me up off this planet. I feel unable to wrap my brain around the unimaginable horror of what happened in Newtown Connecticut. My heart is broken, I am aching for the families of twenty-six innocent victims.

I feel broken, today.