Power Surge

At 3:30 AM this morning, after my husband drove off in the rainy dark to catch a plane to El Salvador, his home, I posted here a stillness-seeped excerpt from Nothing but Ghosts. That's the mood I was in—stillness seeped.

An hour or so later, though, I was at the gym, working abs and arms, pecs and tri's, bi's and all manner of psycho stay-with-it tricks. I was rocking and urban, determined and persevering, and when I left the gym, the sun was out. This changed my mood, so it changed my post,