A long grind

It's a warm evening, and I should be content, even pleased with life.  And yet ....
Well, the truth is, I'm a little down this Saturday night.  Perhaps it is because I'm not drinking (bad for me; and I must lose some weight).  Or perhaps because a very dear little dog of ours is close to the end of his life, is blind and deaf and incontinent.  So much suffering, everywhere.  Or perhaps because my friends have repeatedly let me down.  Maybe because I am in pain?  Because it will take a decade until all our debts are paid off and I can retire?

I don't know.  But even just mentioning it here helps a little.

Goodnight, all, goodnight.