There is a beauty to feeling well. No one knows this more than someone with a debilitating mental illness. I felt so lonely today, but so well. I managed to start with the Humane Society. I can be impetuous and implored the woman out there to put me to work. I was lonely and had nothing to do and it was raining. I spent all afternoon bleaching and cleaning the dog's water and food dishes. I washed and dried them and then stacked them up to air dry. I am starting to realize that this volunteer position is not going to be as involved as I had hoped. There is only so much to do. I am going to do what I can and will be out there at eight bright and early to give them a hand with the litter boxes and such.
I look forward to reading my favorite blogs. To see what Cheryl, Annabel, and other's days have been like. I thank you for commenting and some of you are making a big difference in the life of a lonely guy in Alabama. Thank you.