Lone Wolf

I have been having difficulty motivating myself to do pretty much anything lately.  I spent three weeks in Colorado in August because my Father was very ill.  He died on August 20th, the day after I got back to Ithaca.

It feels odd to miss someone who was not really a part of my daily life.  We talked on the phone about once a month.  We may not have been in touch very often, but we shared common interests.  My favorite memories of him from my childhood are of sitting on the couch together watching Star Trek: TNG.  This began a life-long love of Science Fiction for me.

My Father was like an anchor in my life.  Knowing he was there made me feel safe; the world made sense.  Without him it doesn't.

I feel depressed and unmotivated.  I need to get back to doing the things that need to be done and the things that make life fun.  So, I am treating myself to a ticket to the Whose Line is it Anyway? live show with Colin Mochrie and Brad Sherwood at the State Theater tomorrow night.