Drained of Color

A very uneven day. Some are like that. The morning was energetic after a restful night. A good rehearsal was followed by a productive writing session. Lunch was a light and tasty affair, but then the afternoon came, and with it, all the color drained from my day. My appointed visitor never made her studio session. Even as this evening gets on, I haven’t heard a word yet. Lord, let my disappointment be the only darkness concerning my missed session.

Pray on,
Eddy