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.


  1. *hugs hugs hugs* I feel the same, sweetie.

  2. {{{Hugs}}} back. I think that we all need one, today. :(

  3. I think we all feel the same, Erica. You are a gentle and loving lady and that's why it hurts so much. It is one of the downsides of being a human being, as opposed to a monster.

    More hugs to you, and to you too, Jammies.


  4. And to you, Sophie. <3


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