A new month, a slight upturn in the state of the
weather, and a good night’s sleep or two have left me feeling incredibly
buoyant and boisterous. I have been for a gentle cycle, I have cooked a
delicious stir fry and I have had a good chat with my sister.
It’s all good.
A couple of days ago I was wallowing in the horror
that is Rory’s Post-Solstice Comedown. I was depressed about the fact that the
year was half over, scared about the lessening of the lockdown and looking
ahead to shortening days with a feeling of dread and despair. Today, though, I
am excited by the fact that we still have two full months of Summer to come!
And for some of that I will be off work! And then it’ll be a lovely, colourful
Autumn, and Sept and Oct in recent years have been glorious! So that’s four
months of natural beauty to look forward to! So I’ve gone – in the space of 48
hours – from sitting arse-deep in a pit of shit, to floating aloft on a cloud
of delight.
I am, to say the least, a bit odd.
RC 1-7-20
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