Sitting by the fire, socks off, kittens curled on the hearth rug, and then I read this by Joan Didion: “A globalizing impulse…the fallback position of the depressive.” I couldn’t help but think of all of us fighting despair like the flu.
Beware! Do not blow this up. Do not fall prey to doom. Do not, as a friend seems to be doing, let your mind lock in interminable loops of injury. “But they’ll…” “But they…” “But….”
What’s important is getting to the truth.
“No analysis can absolve you of your own responsibility.”
There is still time to find the truth.
And then do what you must.