The place I was writing from is under new management, and there have been a few changes which I am still getting used to. And by “place” I mean my inner perspective, and by “new management” I mean the growing peace that a daily meditation practice has been nourishing ever so subtly, since I began in July. For all the incalculable good sitting in awareness of my breath has been doing me, it has also, like any anti-depressant, smoothed out some of the edges which lent urgency to my voice. I hope, over time, to find a way to express what is here now, but it doesn’t seem to fit into words very well, and I am still not sure how to see it.
But I am, as ever, obsessed with my hair issues. So there you go…don’t touch that dial!