I occasionally have a day or two when things don't go as planed or work out as well as they could. This week, due to a late winter cold and being all stuffed up and not sleeping as well as usual, I was late for an appointment, which made a stranger upset and also possibly bothered my client, for whom I do a lot of work. I tend to let what was in the end a pretty minor issue that had zero long-term effect, bring me down and make me question my existence...
So, today while I was moping about feeling like so much a screw up, a close friend called. This friend is part of a couple who we've known for a very long time - our best friends. Today our friend rang me and said he needed to talk and that he didn't really have anyone else he could talk to.
The short story is there has been a tragic, unexpected death in his family and he was struggling and just needed to work it around a bit.
None of this is about me except that on a day I was feeling fairly sub-human, someone needed me for a bit and someone's actually serious issues made me put my stuff in perspective.
We talked and drank tea - tea being a great cure-all - for a couple hours and then went out for Mexican.
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