Under Attack

Normally I publish more often than this, but life is not going well for me. I am afraid, lonely, often angry, occasionally uplifted. But for the most part, this week has not been bloggable unless I want to regret my words. I could be funny and just let you think everything's status quo here, but I live a real life, often marked by very low lows. It typically happens in April, but I'm not blaming the month. I blame sin and the Enemy. I'll leave it at that.