The annoyance of recent withdrawal finally passes on the crest of the next wave. Hah! Perspective is such a mutable thing, for all we treat it as if solid. Here I sit, panting with relief, and suddenly the partly cloudy sky is, instead, partly sunny. Amusing and poignant; I am taking a moment to be kind to myself. A gentle pat, “There, there, see? Everything is perfectly fine.” (chuckle)
Soon to the automobile shop for goodness knows how long. Hopefully, a repair to the silly shift lock that has annoyed me for several months. Tomorrow morning, tires.
Tomorrow, college work and then, who knows?
Sometimes, not knowing is actually more enjoyable.