The afternoon walk

[angela_n_hunt]

The afternoon walk, originally uploaded by quennessa.

This was Friday.

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I'm having one of those Broken Brain Monday Mornings. Free floating anger that darkens and goes black. I need to sit outside in the sun today. Get my brain to realize that life is good.

Except that it's not for a lot of people. There's a lot of illness. Lack of jobs. Relationship woes. I'd rather be working on my novels and not at the dayjob. I'd rather be working on my own stuff, period. But I have a job when a lot of my friends don't.

And yet, I'm not grateful.

It's a dead end and has zero meaning. I push paper. Literally. That's not a euphemism. When there's no point to pushing it when it exists in three places electronically.

But that's enough about that.

So I'm struggling to find one good thing today. Because my youngest woke up screaming from a nightmare. I didn't even get to see my eldest before I left for work. Nor my husband. I did see my sister.

The light on the buildings was beautiful this morning. So was the light through the clouds.

I'll cling to the light. It's better than the alternative.

Comments

[red-trillium.livejournal.com]

I've been having too many days like this. I hope you were able to pull through the darkness and have a good day on your Tuesday.

Now, go listen to If I Could, because I think it's the kind of song you need to hear today. I know I needed it.

[angela-n-hunt.livejournal.com]

That song is beautiful. Thank you.

The day had moments, but for the most part was just a rough one. It's over and it's Tuesday. I'm doing a bit better today. I wrote a fair pile of words yesterday and between it and exercise, it got me through.

And you and many others got me through too. That right there I *am* grateful for.

*kisses you on the cheek*

[red-trillium.livejournal.com]

You are welcome. I'd listened to it then read your post. I thought it very appropriate. I didn't realise til this morning she recorded that on her laptop. Great sound for a home recording.

I'm glad we got you through. You and those on my flist get me through my days, especially the really shitty days I've had since March. Thank you for being there for me too.

[angela-n-hunt.livejournal.com]

I think it's the only way we survive. Because we help each other.