A week when a potential plague-vaccine has been unveiled, Trump has all-but conceded defeat and the slighthiest tove in a political lifetime has left Downing St with his cardboard box...
And I wake up with a black dog glowering on my shoulder...
I shouldn't be surprised...it is well-known that the heart's landscape is just that - just the way I feel, no more and no less. Nothing in the real world has changed overnight, for better or for worse.
It helps to recognise that of course, and to take steps to keep things on track - back-track on a couple of commitments, verbalise how it feels (at least to myself, and on paper), eat soup, read a good book...
And shiney up a few dishes...
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