Friday night

Weary after a long, at times frustrating day. I remember when a Friday night at the start of a week off gave rise to excitement and a lightness of being. But I feel anything but, everything is not wrapped up, it will impinge, and the liveliest thing I did tonight was water the plants.

On the bright side, I’m writing, and I know where I’m going with it. Now that’s worth celebrating with a cheerful disco light caterpillar blip!