The gods have been stacking the deck against me.

I'm now on first name terms with the local cop. That's a first. I think he's trolling me, two roadside stops in the past fortnight. No court, no fines, but I fail to take it lightly. On the first stop he got as far as detaining me and reading me my rights, before releasing me without charge.

I have had unsettling results from my MRI brain scan, still waiting for the EEG results.

My phone decided last night to die (I'll send it away for repair after the long weekend, fingers crossed).

I'm working longer hours now and I'm not making headway on my creative building projects (where I find joy).

My resilience is holding, but, fair to say, I'm feeling vulnerable.

I'm lucky to have M at my side.