Chiffonesque

Yesterday I decided to stay committed to counting my blessings. I have realised that it is easier to be positive when things are 'going' bad. But when actually things are stagnant. Still, one is a human being. One has lived through enough days to know the futility of labelings and the inevitability of them.  Here are all the things I am grateful for: 1. Papa was not well. Got a doctor to do a house call. It was exorbitant but...i suppose you spend mainly to get a sense of comfort. However feeble that may be. But she gave some medicines that seem to have helped Papa. 2. Met someone at night for coffee. Went to Mount Mary. That was really nice. 3. I am really feeling so restless that it's not funny. But it's okay. These feelings come with life. Par for the course. 4. The city was safe.  5. The world held its own. And allowed me to do the same.