Just when you started to lower your defenses and tell yourself you're being stupid and paranoid in expecting bad things to be round the corner instead of enjoying the good stuff, Mr. Murphy, feeling ignored and untended to, lands up at the door.
And (at the risk of sounding redundant), everything that CAN go wrong, goes wrong.
A mother's concern that cannot be alleviated thanks to an erratic phone network, a looming deadline that eludes finishing, and worst of all an unfinished blog post lovingly and painstakingly written out only to realize that when I hit post, the internet had died on me, and everything I'd written straight from the heart has vanished.
I don't have the energy to try anymore. I think I'll let this day beat me after all.
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Huggy :-)
Hope tomorrow (which is technically today) is better. Lou.
Thanks woman.
See, tomorrow is always better, coz tomorrow never dies, if tomorrow comes, that is.
[ Already a better, madder day as you can very well see. :) ]
Ummm... Talk about catching people at a wrong time! I shall try again after consulting the planets...
A college-time nautanki friend :-)
A: Hi! I didn't realize you'd turn up right now!!! We stage end May... check post that for updates on how it went :) Thanks for dropping by .. tis a better day indeed :)
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