Canal in bright November sun

I've had a difficult day. I don't know about you, but sometimes I find other people to be inconsistent, and bothersome. Goodness alone knows how they find me. If I show my irritation, in any way, I then worry that I might have caused offence. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night, replaying a difficult interaction over and over. I chilled out by talking to my daughter on my funny wee mobile phone, while walking along this very canal. You can do these things in the modern world.