Today, I am not equipped with armor. I am out there fighting the big battle on my own, thin-skinned and easily bruised. I woke up feeling sad and lost, and now I will go to bed still feeling sad and lost. I guess it is always good with a cosmic reminder of how bad things can be… or was… or something.
Like I could ever forget. Some cosmic energy is pretty stupid.
Anyway. I hope that whatever misreading of signals that might have occurred between my brain and the medication will be all fixed by tomorrow morning. Now I am going to remove my make-up, and then go to bed with a big cup of tea and watch the second half of “Hannah And Her Sisters”.