Today, though, a line from The Princess Bride has been echoing echoing echoing in my head. Andre the Giant says it to Wesley (at least that’s how I remember it) to explain why Wesley can’t just hop up and rescue the Princess.
“You’ve been mostly dead all day,” Andre says, while Wesley’s head bobbles.
That’s me. Mostly dead all day. Or at least since about 11:30 this morning, when my informational meeting with the adoption lawyer ended. I walked out of the meeting, called WP, walked to my car, and then my brain stopped. CLICK. Buh-bye.
I want to write about what I learned in the meeting and what I thought and what I felt… but I’ve pretty much felt mostly dead all day. Which is not bad. I’m not depressed in the slightest… quite the opposite… just totally incapable of processing it all.
Because I think I may have made a decision. Holy shit.
I think I’m going to try to have a baby.