Some days it feels as if a great and dark sadness is coming like a black tsunami on the horizon racing toward you faster than you can run.

You felt it first in your bones and than later in the vast silence the descended like a sudden and overwhelming dying of all living things.

It is as if “something wicked this way comes…” to quote the great Ray Bradbury.

So when faced with the coming ominous dark one can only turn to face it, feet rooted to the earth, and let it wash over and around you hoping all the while it doesn’t wash you away.