Have you ever wished life would give you a break? The kind of break where you can sit and do nothing and not worry about anything? I would kill for the opportunity to go for a hike or even just bask in the sun (now that it’s not storming anymore). My daughter received bad news and isn’t doing too well, emotionally. She had a miscarriage and what’s worse the doctor will not do anything until Monday hoping things will happen naturally. This morning, I learned that my cousin was in a bad wreck last night. Lost control and rolled the vehicle. She and her boyfriend are lucky to be alive. I was going to do nothing today. I wasn’t going to go outside, answer the phone, check social media, or do my stories. It feels like it would open the floodgates but I figured that living in that frame of mind is what will turn into me not leaving my bed for a few days. I talked to my daughter and cousin now I’m trying to write. Here goes nothing.