The week hasn’t gone badly: steady progress across the Big 5 issues towards a better future. I’ve decided that the first month of 20015 requires resolve: resolutions will wait until life settles into form at February.
Still, its hard not to worry, and the quiet of a Sunday morning leave stark uncertainties. Europeans typically take a trek and air out their anxieties, so we headed to the coast. The Cove was a bit sheltered despite the windy, bitter cold on the bluffs; bursts of rain separated by sunny intervals.
The remainder, couples huddled in the pub over newspapers and the hissing tide rolling pebbles along the beach, was quietly seasonal, peaceful.