Goodnight friends! Yestetday’s ferocious wind died to almost nothing over today. Hour by hour clouds began to pool and seep into each other, striped and mottled strata of muffling blue-grey. The air smells thickly of clammy, overripe decay. The sun, caught between ragged dark trees and dim sheets of overcast cumulus, glared out like a rheumy amber eye.
Felt physically very drained, partly a long exercise hangover and partly the damp overcast atmosphere. My mood slipping back down again, starting to get the sense I may be dipping into some kind of depressive episode, brought on by the many little rough edges of stress compounding over the last few weeks.
May we find courage to face and accept uncomfortable truths today, and grow by confronting them!
