This week could be better. I lost a family member due to depression. I found out about my uncle on Monday evening. My DSLR camera has been misplaced or stolen. It's looking more like the latter. I discovered my missing camera issue yestereen (obsolete word for yesterday evening that I think should be brought back). I didn't know my uncle really well. The circumstances of his death have upset me though. Why isn't there more help for people with depression? We lost Robin Williams, now my uncle, and I bet countless others. How many have to die before they figure out how to stop it? I read an article recently that there is specific gut bacteria involved. How long will it be before the necessary probiotics are available to the general public? I bet they'll be too expensive for most people. I bet they'll also have ridiculous requirements for getting a prescription. Each day it seems brings a new cause in the headlines, the lion getting hunted down, Anonymous seeking venge
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