The reality of my life. I tired to post some nice cheerful things about Mason. Took some adorable shots of him guarding the van but Word Press chocked on it. WordPress is hard to use and I’m having a bad time anyway. I suffer extreme stress and disappointment. I live in disturbing conditions and suffer extreme isolation. I do not mean isolation as in there are not people and animals around; I mean life has led to emptiness and loss and I’m tried of trying to survive, tried of fighting for simple breathing space. I’m tired of being beaten by thoughtlessness and manipulation. Olympia has taken to sitting and staring at me, waiting for me to entertain her, but I don’t want to do that so much these days.