Tuesday. 23rd May. 2017. A strange day.
Today I’ve busied myself with the things I needed to do. Those mundane things we do every day that never make the news. Looking after my grandson, at home on doctor’s orders with rubella. No headlines. No life-changing event. Taking comfort from family ties, caring for those close to you.
I didn’t watch much news. I preferred my own thoughts to those filtered through the agenda of media outlets. The shallowness.
At times my mind wandered to those less fortunate, caught up in events of horror and loss.
The dealers in death, intruding into the…
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