There are days when you may feel as wise as the Buddha; when all is calm and everything is clear. Then there are days like these – when the best that you can do, is to acknowledge that you have the mental and emotional capacity of a flea, hunker down and wait for the storm to pass (whilst hoping that as little damage as possible has been wrought).
And lo, today was one of those days.
Missy M and I were in moods that were a perfect reflection of each other. So we snuggled up in bed at 3pm with iPads and laptops, and tried to say as little as possible.
Tomorrow morning I will poke my head out from the duvet and hope to see light streaming though the thunder clouds.