Tears happened. They just happened to happen while I was driving to work. It’s been a very long time since I had that experience. It was not enhanced by the terrible California drivers.

It wasn’t a satisfying cry. I was restrained by having to concentrate on the road, the cars around me, my speed. When I was able to park I had to be aware of who would see me, and would that create questions.

I was limited in time, had to make sure I was at the desk at a specific time.

I am thankful they happened, I’ve pretty much avoided them since Mother’s day. I need more.

If I were on the East Coast I’d ring someone to beat my ass.

I am getting deliveries from the company I am not starting the job for, and I am going to have to find the time to send those back.

I have interview pending for a ‘good’ position, one of those ones where there is a 25 page questionnaire. I have an assessment for a different position in the Q waiting. I was supposed to go to a munch tonight but I blew the budget so home I am, maybe next month.

I have a lot swirling around me, yet I am ‘feeling’ none of them ….except alone. I haven’t felt alone in the last 3 years. I dislike it.

I hope I cry more.