Day dampened by eleventh hour (literally) text from landlord who speaketh with forked tongue.
Amazing how sense security, isolation, aloneness is so easily rocked.
Our ground is never as stable as we like to think (not that I ever do very often these days) and all is upturned so easily.
Missing matey and a crap agitated sleepless night followed.
I was tearful enough with work onslaught and had just slightly unwound today. Oh well ...