This will be a whiny venting post. I'm sitting here at my desk at work trying to hold my shit together. I just saw somewhere on the web a picture from Frozen - the one that says something about "do you want to build a snowman?".
This, of course, makes me think of Grace and Rachel and how they saw the movie lately and were so excited by it, and how I wasn't there to share it with them and sing with them and be a father to them.
And how I've wound up here, divorced and alone and as trapped as the characters in The Wages of Fear. Living a bazillion miles from my darling kids, applying my skills for the benefit of clients who mostly distrust me and some of whom actively despise me.
I know I'll bounce back, and find a way out of these issues, but right now I feel like I've reached into my bag of tricks and found it empty.