I've got my head better structured today, and things are a lot clearer (and thus far more manageable). At worst, today, I'm unsettled.
It was strange walking through town today - I had the oddest sensation of lightness. Not a physical lightness, really, but a kind of tenuosity and translucency, and my feet seemed to make no impact on the pavement or on shop floors. No, this wasn't depersonalisation, thank goodness; it felt wholly benevolent and oddly spiritual. It didn't last long - perhaps four or five times at two or three minutes each. I wonder what it was about?
Of the things that were to be done today, only one was left undone, and that was condonable. The rest went smoothly. Lynch with mrph was, as always, delightful. I now have a new phial of frankincense, two kinds of Ghirardelli hot chocolate, and an unexpected book about Elizabeth I. The cats and the rabbit which I'm pet-watching are fed and watered, and I got nipped by the rabbit only once.
I have to do something rather peculiar tomorrow. I'm going to be telephoning three utter strangers, in an attempt to find someone whom I haven't seen for several years, and whom I barely know. Don't worry, it's a Good Thing I'm doing, a kindness for someone. But I do have a little worry - what shall I do if I call one of these people and ask about the person I'm trying to find, only to hear "I'm afraid he died a year ago." I know that it's quite unlikely, but...
Amber tonight was superb. A splendid ending to what has turned out, after all, to be rather a good day. Goodnight, all.