dredged up again.

This morning, I closed Peggy's other bank account. The banker came in an hour and a half early to notarize the proper form. I suspect there is no end to the feelings of loss and loneliness. The world looks ugly.

And I forgot to mention the wry sense of humor of the universe. Usually when I drive, I don't look up. Today as I drove to work from the bank, I looked up and saw a reminder of my stupidity which added just dandily to my emotional state.