And yet more of it (gross reality, that is)

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Date: 07 December 2004 14:35:50

A word of advice to any alt. worshippy people who have pets. DO NOT leave the tray of sand that you had used to put tealight candles in on the floor because you are too knackered after the service to tidy it up. Mr Fishsoup caught the cat squatting in our little tray of sand this morning, and shouted "No!" just in time to stop him using it in a way that was so alternative that we hadn't even considered it. Maybe he was just saying what he thought of the service.

I'm procrastinating again. A family member is seriously sick, and it makes it very hard to concentrate. In some strange superstitious way I am trying to carry on like everything is normal, because maybe if I do it will go away. But i know it won't. WHY is it sometimes so much harder to support and pray for people who are really close to you, compared to those who aren't? I guess it's partly because you can't put the worry down, even for a moment, and partly because you know all the foibles and the whinging and avoiding tactics and everything else that goes on around it. Another form of gross reality, I suppose. Or just even more crap.