So I went to the writing group again and lasted about 5 minutes and then I left. This time there was a mother and daughter there, and I really did feel as if the facilitator was trying to reach a young adult audience, and not an adult one. So I said I was tired, and I came home. I was tired too. No lie in that. I'd had a full day of fun with my daughter. We ditched school and work and had a day at a park with friends new and old, and had a blast. Stories to tell, and memories to keep. Here's a picture. There are 2 more meetings of the writing group, but I won't be there.