I could not figure out why the kids at work were so off the map into Crazyland today. Just nonstop bonkers from the time they fell through the door at 730 to when I had to pry my thumbs out of one's grip so I could fall
out the door at 330. There's usually a reason everyone is squirrely, either a change in the routine or drop in barometer, or
something to have everyone just a little off-kilter. There wasn't a clear indicator this time, until I walked out of the rotary meeting just a little while ago.
Wow.
One of these days, I have to figure out how to take pictures of the moon, because nothing I own can do it justice, but outside is the biggest, shiniest, turning the surrounding clouds into silver shapes like rabbits and pirate ship-iest full moon I've seen in a long time.
It explains everything.
