Always trust your instinct

Today, for most of the day, I felt like curling into a ball and weeping softly. 

I didn't.





I wept softly while sitting at my desk and typing frenetically, in a derisory attempt to try and plug the gaping breach I opened yesterday evening... I groaned gently too.
And I may also have stifled a few sobs. 

More of the same tomorrow I'd expect. 

Will this week ever end?