There are days when I wake, and I am so cross with life. Even before I get out of bed, I am irritated by everyone and everything. And then there are days like today. Today it could be raining, and most of what I do going badly, and yet inside I would still be singing. … More If only every day felt like this.
Where do you find peace? Is it an actual place? Or is it an inner feeling? My brother said to me this morning, that he dislikes being in his house alone. Especially if he is on holiday. He wondered how I felt, in the mornings when all are gone, and my busy house is quiet. … More Solitude.