It started well enough: The sun was shining (without giving much warmth), and I was going about my usual business — trying to appreciate the assorted wonders of life and my Newport world. But I could just feel myself getting sucked down/in/under one of those awful waves of darkness and despair. Okay, that's overstating it, but these were bad feelings. Seriously negative vibes. I'm not even sure what was eating me. It happens to everyone (doesn't it??). Fortunately, it doesn't happen often (to me, anyway). But the weather was deteriorating on top of it, and there was just no stopping it: I had a bad day. By the end, I just wanted to curl up and ... well, not die, though there is a hair place on Broadway called Curl Up & Dye. Maybe I wanted to cry. Maybe I did cry. The good news is that such days and feelings pass. There's nowhere to go but up — and outside!! Which I did. And, as is always (or at least usually) the way, today looks and feels much brighter ...
