Bouncing in and out of Grey

Well, maybe blue. Yesterday evening – after feeling so terrific with the heat and the sun – a couple of pieces of my life’s baggage leapt up and frustrated me. Bugger. Repeated again today so once again Thomo was sliding to melancholia. I am hopeful that a long chat with a good friend will restore the balance as I hate this feeling and it is so, well, un-Thomo-like.

Wonder if the friend will call?

Late Note – For the record, the friend called but was busy doing other things. Maybe tomorrow friend will have time for Thomo … maybe Friday …. maybe one day.