Good Grief 31

It's just been a case of surviving really this week.
Got through work which is something and now I can just crawl into a corner somewhere until it all starts again on Monday.
Work helps to keep me going. It helps me to get out of myself and look outwards, to meet and relate with others, to see the rich and infinite diversity of other lives and the fascination of it all. It has purpose and feels meaningful and feels connected in various ways but it is a struggle and I am relieved when I make it through. But then there is the work of surviving the time when I am not working and that can be the hardest.