The uncertainties of the day, the worries about Lisa and Dad, having my routine disrupted and the spoiling of my breakfast and morning shower had put me in a bad mood.
Yeah, bit of a shitty morning after, this.
It would have been nice to say that it made me feel better, getting things in order again, and it did, but it wasn’t a cure-all nor was it a perfect distraction. There was no way I could relax with the things I had hanging over my head.
At least it’s a little help?
But yeah… guilt time?
Doing this felt like I wasn’t doing something to help Dinah.
Boom, there we go.
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