‘Before I came here, I was confused about this subject. Having listened to your lecture, I am still confused. But on a higher level’ Enrico Fermi
It’s seven fifteen in the morning and I’m trying to motivate myself into leaving my bed and getting washed and dressed. It’s such an effort at the moment, but there is still lots I have to do if I’m to make it feel like home. I didn’t sleep well again and every movement hurts. My cat is the only one here to hear me groan and she’s used to it. My alarm is set for six, but Sherbert began making a noise at four, because she knew I was awake and wanted breakfast - it’s the only time I see her. I resisted and didn’t move out of bed until after six - I really didn’t feel like moving, but when I did, I began singing to distract from how I felt. My first stop was the bathroom; my second was sitting on the staircase and having a rare cuddle with my rescue baby; the third was making sure she has fresh water and food; the fourth was a cup of coffee for me which I brought back to bed to drink and listen to the news, before I meditated. The news can be quite depressing at the...