I know. I read the books. Grief is unpredictable. It can arise just as raw as day one. Very helpful.

I had thought that the Journey had settled into a pretty straight road. That turns out not to be the case. Apparently I’ve just rounded a corner and come upon a Detour sign. I have always liked this song. Found it a little sentimental but very aspirational. Today it is nothing but an earworm inflicting raw pain. I suspect that, just like earlier parts of my travels, this too shall pass. And hopefully this song can return to being a source of pleasure. I am just so completely blind-sided today.

I’m off to make yeast rolls on the hotel gas grill. That will either be rewarding, or not. In an effort to lighten the mood, here’s another YouTube video.