Hi,

Well, I fully identify with the heavy heart. Yesterday I could not take it and i stopped at a store where a friend works and I dragged her outside to look at the sky and simply said just please pay attention to what is happening, maybe ask your customers, "have you noticed how strange the sky looks lately. or anything to get people to start paying attention.

Every single day the sky looks more artificial and more obviously bizarre, and more scary, yet, I can't get a conversation going. I send pictures to those who live around here and .........no response. What is really frightening is that I know I'm not hallucinating, I point out the sky to people, and they see what I see, but they see all that black stuff as a sign of snow. I don't remember when black thick bands, black expanding lines, black zig-zag lines, black weird clouds, etc. were telling of snow, but somehow it works for them.

I know I'm getting effected by and yesterday, I opened the door to step outside and got hit with toxic fumes that I felt enraged. I walked my dogs every day and that had been the best part of day for decades; clearly different dogs. Now, I walk not wanting to breathe, I can't stand being outside because I can taste the chemicals in the air, and how can I be the only one who aware of all this, and how is it that I can't get anyone even curious when they are looking and acknowledge "Yea, that does look odd."

I keep taking pictures and I don't know why, especially here because something big and dangerous is happening around here.

I wanted to ask you if you know how to format these pages to fit the screen. I feel like I'm heading in across country to read your emails, and my pictures are loading so huge that their losing the actual picture.

By the way, your husband is lucky he is married to you, and not me. He would not be all that content with me around. As it is, I can barely tolerate be around friends, the juxtaposition between watching the black stuff drip on down from the sky and listening to vapid chatter has become too difficult to reconcile. I'd rather be alone, with my dogs.

Be well.