What can I say about this week that I haven't said about every week? Because every week is the same, in a way. A jumble of good and bad - which ultimately is a big lovely mess. Somedays are hard and some are easy. Some are fast, some are slow.
This week has been moving in strange lurches, some mornings or afternoons seem to drag on endlessly, and yet today is inexplicably Wednesday, when I'm quite sure that yesterday was Sunday.
Le Sigh. Life.