Sylvanna Devlin

I say that more for the characters in, “The Stranger”. By Camu.

They were stuck in a state of pervasive boredom and didn’t really care if they lived or died. Either would be fine.

For me I have plenty to do. But no energy for it. I have a serious case of the blahs.

It occurred to me that after everything I’ve been through I need rest. Like any other injury my brain wants a break.

So rest it is.

And the hope resolution can be found.

Well after about half an hour of fiddling with my clasp I moved a necklace! I got something done. (And some housework)