And it's possible I've been walking through my days with a singular focus, a steady determination to finish each task and move on to the next one without looking around me at all.
And maybe it's been a bit like holding my ears, shaking my head, and la-la-la-ing, as I've needed to retreat, retreat, and ignore.
Now a Sandy storm is raging, wake up, Melissa, wake up.
But before I do. Look. This statue in the Boston Commons. And the famous Little Miss M fluttering through her living room. And, in a way, me. Lighter and free-er and less worried and more like someone I used to be.