I spent last night and the night before huddled with my friends soartstar and blogblah. I am fortunate to have many friends these days – far more than in my days as a minor local television personality – and there are a lot of places I can go.
But the safest and most comforting place right now seems to be Suzanne's dimly lit living room, with her and John close by, and something playing on the TV.
I wrote a description of my situation on Facebook early Friday morning, and fifty or more friends from all over the country have sent me messages.
At some point, I'll turn to many of them for some kind of moral support or practical help. But I don't want to wear people down with my needs and issues.