Ma shouted at me quite unreasonably over lunch.
Whether it's that or something purely biological but I feel all the sorrow in me coming alive. I feel particularly awake and it also seems that I might be coming down with a cold.
I wish I wasn't feeling this way and I really wish Ma was of a more pleasant temperament and not so harsh.
I think I'll just lie down a bit after popping a cetrizine and let this feeling subside.
I hope to take my novel further today and I also hope to feel more positive.
Love,
Me.
4.44 pm
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