It is 6.00 am.
I opened my curtains.
This morning I awoke to a boiling grey black sky.
The Sun had taken up arms against Cloud and was battling hard to break through the glowering darkness..
I had started up my laptop.
In the browser on my screen I was confronted by this:
I went to bed earlier last night. I have had my full eight hours and gained some much needed rest.
Somehow I seem to have entered a Zone of conflict. The ground and everything around outside my window is dry, not wet through, I have just noticed a streak of blue sky.
Yesterday last thing in the evening beautiful bird song ushered me to bed at 10 pm. It had been a good day. I had, I hope, sorted out several recurring problems on three laptops and a PC.
Since stroke these machines have been an important, no vital, part of my “new life.” Other machines, like a stand mixer in the kitchen, a modified car parked outside, a scooter, a mobile smart phone, were enabling a life, a different life but something that has meaning. I seize them thankfully.
Stroke had, has, opened up a new world. I pray that this will be a world of Peace. Let disruption leave us alone today.
It is Friday. It is Pizza day. It is Jitsi day. Here comes weekend. I rejoice.
There is time for explanation, conciliation.
Welcome, all, to my world.
keep on keepin on
Later I must go make scones.
