Of healing where no one can see ...
There was a lot banter with strangers today both in shared knowing looks at things happening around us ... And the verbal humour to verbal chats about the physical ailments elsewhere as I passed through the shops and chemist today ....
All the while you are silent screaming inside ... It is not easy to share my particular set of woes .... Especially around these young children ... At the best of times ...
And the home looks worse for wear, the lack of concentration and the countdown stuck on number 7 ... It can stay stuck ... At least the start of another trip to the charity donations ...
And a bag and trolley further to a more conducive life ....
I had one meal planned ... Got something else while out today and ended up with something entirely different ... Had to cope with nausea from the disturbed memories ...
At least I have eaten a tad this evening .... I had a Lunch out that cost a £1 ... The privilege of empty junk food ...
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