Nail in my coffin.......

        I'm not going to complain.. honest injun!  BUT..
Let's just say I haven't been at the pinnacle  of my emotional
game for a while now.  I've tried talking to the dogs but
they just sort of cock their heads and look at me pretending
to understand.  Nobody else seems interested .  I've tried most
of the usual fixes.. Overindulged in chocolate... bought a
new pistol...listened to a million of my favorite old songs. 
But nothing seems to break the spell.  Today was the last
big hope.   Out to the camp early.. crisp over nighter at the
camper.. Short hike and day camp tomorrow with a nice
steak over the fire and hot strong coffee from my new
backpacking kettle ... and try out my new pistol.
Then I was awakened before dawn with the sound of salt
trucks and the image of flashing lights through the shades
instead of morning sun.  Although it's warm and I'm sure
it won't amount to much I'm not willing to take the chance
since main roads are still blocked to camp and a woods trail
is the only way in for me.   Oh there are other way around but
from where I live they are miles out of the way.  So once again
I'll set here and vegetate and steep.  One more nail in my coffin.
    On second thought maybe I'll just sneak into the woods behind
the house and pretend.  Wait it's slowing down.. maybe .. just maybe.....