Today I’m thinking of swings and roundabouts.
Despite my deep sadness over yesterday’s news, I’m feeling better than I have done in the last week or two: meanwhile former colleagues of mine are probably having a terrible time.
The Elderbeast heads off to his mindfulness class; but before it we have a terrible, stressful argument before I can even get him out of the door.
I head to the shops to pick up some more christmas presents. I find what I’m after, but my inspiration for further presents evaporates in the space of minutes. I leave the shops victorious in my purchase, but feeling defeated.
That’s the sort of day it was.