Wednesday
If Tuesday were a colour it would have been coal black. What a stinker of a day! There comes a time when the only power you have over a situation is to change it as nothing you will ever do inside the situation will ever be deemed good enough.
Last night, as I worked I did a lot of thinking. I also tried to cheer myself up with a few comedy programmes. The laughter was short-lived as I am now (and will be for several months) mind bound to my next mission.
Should life really be such a challenge?
I didn’t think I was in the right frame of mind for writing and having already successfully finished the monologue, only have some poems and a few shorts to complete before the madness of April begins. I did some editing instead, read some articles & another chapter of my book. I managed to write 3 new poems.
I feel drained. There is a lot going on in my life right now, perhaps too much.
I have booked a phone consultation today by way of getting my current situation into perspective. I also had to book things for the weekend for Mr G and our new project.
I am looking forward to this evening when Mr G and I are going to use the meal vouchers we didn’t use over the weekend to treat ourselves to some special nosh before the last day of work before the Easter Hols!
In the meantime I am filling my mind with vibrant colours such as yellows and orange and will try not to let anyone smudge in any grey!
That’s my slice!
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