Amazing, even to me, when I think sensibly about it. For the second time this year, I've constructed, on, literally, no evidence at all, all sorts of scenarios about how my life could be different. And when I find the non-existent evidence is purely illusory, or even delusional, I get downhearted. I can only conclude that I'm so unhappy with my life that anything seems to offer a better way, even something totally unrealistic. Even a mirage.
Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B
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