There is another.
It is tomorrow.
I am not looking forward to this. I had a dream about it last night. It’s been “off” (well, almost) my mind due to the visit to the far-off country and then holidays. But tomorrow is the day. The worrying makes it worse. My dream was much worse. It’s one of my “nightmare scenarios” from way back.
My hands are already quite sweaty and I’m finding it hard to concentrate on things.
I’m TRYING to concentrate on other things because I know that my fears are unfounded.
Or, at least, I really hope they are.
Oh, well, I will either survive or I won’t, so to speak.
These last few weeks are turning into a bit of a roller-coaster, aren’t they? Or, rather, they are, in my twisted, screwed-up mind.
Sometimes, I wonder if I’m just a little crazy, you know?
Hi Andy- I have “quoted” my dear Aunt before but it seems to fit once again, so here goes, “…..and this too shall pass”.
Love you
Gail
peace….
One hopes, Gail. One hopes.
Hi Andy,
everything is going to be ok.
I’m sure about it.
Don’t worry.
By the way, no one is fearless. You are perfectly normal
Well ……… it seems everything WAS OK, more or less. And that, apparently, is a problem!!!!
It’s been a scary morning.