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Bogies attack when you wake up in the small hours.

Don’t listen.

If they don’t go away get up and make a cup of tea and get on with something useful they can’t conquer that.

We watch – on TV or the internet – and admire birds and animals competing, often violently, sometimes to the death, for territory, partners, food.

We condemn similar behaviour by humans.

Why do we admire birds and animals fighting for teritory and yet hate the same when humans do it?

When all else fails just keep putting one foot in front of the other.

If you can achieve more today than you did yesterday you’re winning

What will signal the end?

We obey

We don’t go out

We keep at least two metres away from anyone, everyone

We wear throw-away rubber gloves

We wash our hands

We disinfect the front door handle

When can we stop?

Do we have to catch the disease and recover before we are allowed out?

Bad dreams, bad dreams bad dreams…

Humble thanks for the day

I’ve just left a comment on Linda’s post but I think it’s worth repeating:

I like doing nothing.

I was always an optimist, still am, but now sadness invades my day.

I sleep. To escape?

What do I think?

I can write about that ‘cos I know, I thought it. It was in my head, My brain and I can remember thinking it.

But is it honest to include such opinions and sometimes firm statements describing someone else’s thoughts? Can anyone ever know?

I was reading a short story in which the main character was in a shop buying a dress. There had been a few, brief, conversational exchanges in the shop, but she went on to explain how, after leaving, she had concluded that the proprietress was having an ongoing argument with herself about what to do about the slowly diminishing sales of the goods she dealt in, whether to sell up and move on, change the product for cheaper stuff or just carry on and hope.

How did she know that? The narrator I mean. How did she know what the lady thought? Unless she told her, the proprietress (if that’s a word) (which it is ‘cos I’ve just looked it up) had told the narrator I mean, and that hadn’t been mentioned thus far into the story.

Can I write what’s in your head?

I intensely dislike drivers exceeding speed limits and people dropping litter.

And there’s nothing effective that I can do about either of those things.

Maybe I should write a story .