Y'all Fell Off

That's the message I get this week.

"Y'all fell off."

And I suppose I did. But so did you. And everyone else. Don't blame this all on me.

It ain't my fault.

One part ended and another part began and in between I had to do some thinking to get some shit straight. It isn't straight yet, but I'm getting there.

The whole world kind of disappeared on me. It hurt. It sucked. I didn't like it, not one bit. I was left standing here gazing up at the sky and wondering what the fuck just happened.

I shut down. The work bloggers shut down. Damn near every blog I read clammed up. People stopped returning my calls. Outside business my social interaction was reduced to brief exchanges with cashiers when I was buying shit I don't need.

I shut it all down...but just for a moment.

So that message was indeed an astute observation of the situation. "Y'all fell off" and we did, and now it's time to get back on. Here comes part four...keep your head down and your nose clean. Palomba's back.