Good Grief 100

Damn it ....
Just when I am playing nicely with all my negative thought children ... a sneaky tiny heart appears in my blip ... the nerve of it ...
I had it all set up ... a bleak wet day, not unusual hereabouts, an ongoing alienation from work structures, a view of a brick wall out the window, a brick out of place, crumbling mortar ... nice and mono ... perfect ....
What WAS it thinking .... this tiny little heart ...? Can it not spot a barren desert when it sees one .... 'Abandon all hope, ye who enter here ....' etc.

Did I see it at the time? ... did I hell ....

So, now what? ... maybe it's a blip sign?
As for ways forward ....
... don't ask me, ask the bloody heart ...