Everytime I read the news I feel miserable and sad. There’s also anger at the journalists who have no idea what they’re writing about and the politicians who don’t care about anything but the polls. Perhaps the answer is to not read the news, but I rather be in the know than be ignorant. But that might not be the best move for my mental health.
But then amidst the waves of frustration and misery, I have a constant reminder of the positives in life, my bright sparks and source of happiness and comfort. How I wish I could put them in my pocket and carry them to work haha.
We’re all down with a bad cold now and I’ve managed to lose my voice. Which may be the universe telling me to stop talking or listening to the outer world for a while and just focus on myself and my family.
daitaoha 