Today is one of those many cups of anything and everything days. So I shall have another cup for comfort.I don’t have it in me to be brave and keep a stiff upper lip. I already had a chocolate bar. I can’t say it made me feel better but it didn’t make me feel worse. Life is hard and the world is a scary place. There is no place to hide. To keep all that inside myself can’t be a healthy thing. I have to let it out. I can’t force myself to be optimistic when all I feel is gloom and doom. I know that this, too, will pass. In the meantime I have to honour and accept my feelings.

I’m feeling a little better with a warm cuppa and tapping out a few words. They’re my mental and emotional aerobics. I’m letting go of fear. When I can’t voice my discomfort, they mushroom inside my head. They get bigger and bigger. I feel as if I’m living with a time bomb and I don’t know when it is going to explode. I rather do this – tap it out, expose my vulnerabilities. I know I am not alone in this. I’m not all that unique. We are all the same.

I’m going to have another cup. It’s that kind of day. It’s good to have another cup of warmth. It’s decaf. I will be soothed. I won’t get jittery. It’s hard to shine today. I get tired of always struggling and trying. I’m not giving up but sometimes it’s ok to give in and rest from it all. It would be nice if we could have some rain, lots of it instead of just a few drops. If wishes were horses…There’s a promise of 100% chance of rain at 2 pm in the forecast. In 30 minutes. Should I hold my breath?