Unexpected dread
Isn't it amusing how a day in which progress has been made but tasks not complete can end on an emotional high, while the next day when, with hard work, the tasks are completed all that remains is a feeling of tiredness. The joy of the day before gone with a dread of all the things that now will go wrong.
For a moment, then for another moment life flickers into pleasantness, into a gentle warm feeling that things are not going to go wrong. Because they don't, really, not as much as my mind predicts - no that approaching man in the hoodie is no more likely to stab me than I am to stab him. I am wearing a hoodie too. Gosh, if only I could stay in that red velvety warmth and not be dragged I to this insufferably cold paranoia.
February 24
So, there is this issue. It is an ongoing issue which has been going on for many...
