Well hello.
This summer has been nuts. Clearly, I’ve not been writing much. At all, anywhere. 
Honestly, I’ve had trouble finding inspiration. As one of my very favorite music therapy instructors seemed to like to say, I’ve been incubating. Meaning, I’ve been internalizing most of my ideas lately, waiting for a reason or something to let them out.
My private clients are on break between sessions. I lost one client, but have kept the rest. I am still acclimating to private practice. 
I am loving my work at the care center. I love having opportunity to see the residents in most factions of their daily life. People are fascinating. One very dear resident died late last week, and that brought me down some. I am happy to have known her. 
Happy Labor Day to you.