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Hello friends. You must be a long way from home to have made you way to my place. Come inside, make yourselves warm around my fire. Something's brewing outside and it'd be best not get caught up in it.



I'd like to write a little bit today about love. The eUSA, my little cabin, the few dozen people keeping the lights on around here - it's all connected. Of course it is. And the weather outside, why I would dare say it's frightful. There have been tales of specters in the woods too. Ghastly, invisible things that have been keeping us from going out and living our lives the way we're used to. My friends from town aren't used to feeling so trapped by things, and they tell me it's the same all over the country. People are getting too much in their own heads, or doing stupid things to avoid themselves. Truth be told, there's an epidemic about. Of the mental health sort. People are beginning to crack a smidge - or as one old salt once said to me: "Elaine, stress is like water in a bottle. And everyone has a different bottle. Once that bottle fills up, it starts spilling out. That's when things get messy"....

Oh, sorry about trailing off there. Not as many people coming out here these days, see. Anyway, I think a lot of people are starting to get a bit of cabin fever. Cabins are the sort of thing you need a specific temperament to live in year-round, nothing wrong being a different sort. So I was thinking, a lot of the city folk seem to be at each other's throats lately. And, shame that it is, I think it's the hurt folks with full water bottles doing most of the damage. We've all heard this story before. Somebody gets hurt, they want to retaliate, more people get hurt, terrible cycle. So I look out and that's what I see, except that some people are up to their necks in stress, drowning in that water.

Now, this has me a little out of sorts, I won't lie. I'm all kinds of concerned - because not enough people seem to be thinking about each other, about what their fellow citizens might be dealing with. I understand, a little. There's always been a baker's dozen wars about in E-merica and when you and your friends are getting shot at, or even just fighting for healthcare, it can be hard to consider the feelings of others. But that doesn't make it right to forget that we're all people. Each of us hurting about something, most likely.

Anyway, I don't mean to get all political. I just wish people could remember to love each other a bit more. I don't have much to offer, but the storm's gone and picked up while I was rambling on, so it may be best y'all stay the night. There's a pot of stew on the stove, and some homemade corn whiskey if you've a constitution for it....