Goodnight friends! More even weather, wind not coming in as sharp or blistering so that dappled cloud like roughly spread butter, thick and humped or scraped thin and faint, remained all day, and the world felt just a little warmer. Even a few brief phantom brushes of warmth from the sun, hazily lidded but still painting long, luxurious ultramarine shadows.
Energy improved a little, but very hampered still and the grind of pain, along with a growing sense of overwhelmed helplessness, is pressing down on my mood. I doodled a little but focus is very fleeting. A constant disembodied feeling of cold, even under a heated blanket, seems to haunt me.
May we find relief from pain, despair and heartache today!
