JOY IS NOT IN THINGS, IT IS IN US*
What a difference a good night of sleep makes! Wish I’d had one. Heh! I went to bed at 11 last night and read for an hour, finally dropping off just before midnight. I don’t know what time it was exactly when I became aware that the darkness was being strobed by regular flashes of bright white light and a low rumble kept making itself heard in the distance. I lay and dozed, gradually awakening enough to realize it was thunder and lightning. The lightning seemed much nearer than the thunder which was a sort of growling underpoint to the...