After over 30 years in one relationship, I'm amazed how much I don't miss having a partner. Until I need, like, my back rubbed, or I can't reach something.

I love the self-reliance of that, but it also makes me sad that I miss someone I spent so many years with so little.

It's only the preseason. It's only the preseason.

I do not like that mantra, Dana. I use it, of course, but I don't like it.

That's so interesting, Amy. I don't mean to be callous and strange, but that is not exactly a story one hears much in our culture.

I dunno, it may be one of those things that people feel but don't always admit.

Simones rocking it this olympics. For all the little black girls in lessons at my pool, I'm glad they've got a Simone Manuel Gold to aspire to, rather than black girl Phelps or black Ledeckey, both of which I've heard from parents this week.

Well, I did leave him. I guess I did it for a reason, right?

Or maybe I'm callous and strange? I hope not.

Amy baby, you've always been Willow (but not callous and strange in that way, dear).

I don't think you are callous and strange! I haven't been where you are and I appreciate hearing how it is for you, while feeling like my desire to take notes for further rumination is perhaps not the proper response.

OK, I have a lawn chair pointed at where I think Perseus will be visible above my neighbors roof later. If I wake up at 3 or 4 am, as I have been doing with some frequency, I'll go see what I can see meteor shower-wise. I have never had good luck with these, so I don't want to put forth too much effort, but I can do that much.

I have clothes to put on , because I have been waking between 3 and 4 as well - and I know which direction to look. It is slightly foggy out, but if I wake up it will be a good thing to do