A Cessation Of Hostilities
I’ve met anger. No. I’m meeting anger Frustration Disappointment Repentance March has never agreed with me and this year’s might have been the worst of it. I haven’t planned anything for the day but I did expect it to go well. And that’s where the problem begins. I expected too much. I wanted so vastly much that even a slight detour can lead to helplessness in the face of fate. So it did. With no reserved plan, I might as well finish this book of mine. There are still thousands of pages left, I hope some of it will distract me from all the jumbled feelings.