I've been away. I took the baby boy to college for Freshman Orientation. He had a great time swinging from one student party to another. I attended parent lectures and worried. His great time was a whole lot better than my great time. He came back home since classes don't start for another three weeks. I voiced what few concerns I may have had. He told me to cut the cord. Cut the cord, indeed. I think I'll just go write another book instead. Something angst-ridden and sappy because that is surely how I’m feeling right about now.