I feel a terrible lethargy and restlessness. There are many things I should be doing from the magical to the mundane (taxes, housework) and I find myself hamstrung by a sense of creeping dread.
I was determined to have a good day today. I buried the world’s worries and spent the day with my wonderful husband. I tried not to think of what I should be doing, tried not to think of Trump, tried not to think of the insane machinations of my ex husband, and today I just decided to simply be. It felt good.
Tomorrow, back to the fight.