Last Thursday night while driving to get saussages and pick up the smart with it's new winter tires, I had a bit of a break-down... I went into a "I can't do this anymore" trip. Then I remembered, can't means won't, then I realized what I was considering and I cried, and cried... oddly as Bill Frisell was playing Hard Times Come Again no More... heavy moment.
Heavy day Friday as well... quite dissociated from my duties and my regular mind...
Heavy weekend after trying to share with Loren the subtleties of the crisis.
Though we did have some nice moments, including an enjoyable walk on Mt. Royal with Santosh, her name kept pinging my heart...