Whilst having my morning coffee and a slice of pannetone, I realize that my stomach is tight. I am not sure why.
Is it reading about the endlessly feckless and hapless response of the West to the Jihad? Is it that my guy is away for a few days and I miss him? Is it that I am likely going to be carless? Is it the attendant loss of mobility and money? Is it the work meeting coming up this morning, about which I am pretty well out of good ideas? Is it the sense of fragility and dependence that a lot of these things bring up in me?
Dunno, but the tightness is definitely there.
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