November 9, 2024

I must calm down.

I am not sleeping well.

I am stress eating.

I am on edge waiting for the next shoe to drop.

I am walking, working, exercising, talking with family and friends.

Playing with my sweet dog.

All of these help to pass the time and keep me centered.

But nothing gives me a sense of well-being and optimism.

November 6, 2024

“Each morning comes along and you assume it will be similar enough to the previous one – that you will be safe, that your family will be alive, that you will be together, but life will remain mostly as it was. Then a moment arrives and everything changes.”
Cloud Cuckoo Land, pg 64, a novel by Anthony Doerr