Today is a day that I need help. So I shall be entering a fictitious world of Anne Enright’s ‘Forgotten Waltz’ mainly in order to have read it before tomorrows book group. Or maybe I shall indulge in some heavy housework to stave off the onslaught of a gathering cloud of melancholy. Most likely I will fall back onto the rituals of the days requirements of me and move through it as through a thick smog, lacking clarity, lacking any sort of view. It has been threatening for some time, but I am full of wily strategies to complicate and divert it. Perhaps it is more persistent than I imagined, or hoped. Anyway, I know it is temporal. like the clouds that I watch skittishly dancing across a beautiful blue sky. Joy in small things. I shall attempt the advice above and hold my head high, alert at all times. Joy in small things.
moving in time 
I loved this post, I’ve had the similar feelings threatening like dark clouds lately and it’s nice to read how you deal with them.
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Thanks!! I managed over the weekend and feel more positive today. Strange how vulnerable I am to my brain state.always have been. Take care.
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