A shadow of the future self

SO bloody tired tonight. Work is completely full on. Got tangled up in a major incident today - chemical fire - that took about four hours out of my day and rather sadly left several people injured, some of them seriously.

Plus cats to vets, boys to rehearsals for auditions with the BBC, and cleaning a messy house.

What was it Chekhov said? Life is one damn thing after another.

Ah well, better day tomorrow. As Shakespeare said

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more; it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing...

Hope the injured are okay. I really can't complain.