Quarter after seven.
It’s going to be very warm later today and the sky is cloudless this morning. I hear the sparrows in a frenzy just outside my door. The maple in my front yard has been budding new leaves for a week now; you can see the green deepening with time. I will go anon to the market around the corner on Maxwell Road. I sometimes wish the zodiac was true, to help us along and guide us to our destinies. And the idea of fate in Greek tragedy still fills me with awe. I had a therapist who tried a reverse Dr Moreau with me; tried to turn me into an animal with no defenses: not even reason. I don’t know what she hoped to achieve, but I terminated sessions and went somewhere else. Frankly I don’t think she knew what she was doing. It was a tough time, yet when is not a tough time? I remind myself to endure; to grin and bear it like a stoic. The frustrating thing is knowing that humans could do a lot better towards the general happiness.
Mm, mm, I’m telling you now
The greatest thing you ever can do now
Is treat a smile to someone who’s blue now
It’s really easy