Who has but once dined his friends, has tasted what it is to be Caesar.
Herman Mellville, 'Moby Dick' (1851)
So I managed to get away from the gulag last night for a lovely evening of white wine, Chicken Kiev and conversation.Dinner in a restaurant on a week day is an ideal time to linger. We ate good food, drank good wine and laughed. I really needed to laugh because my current situation is so bad that I run the risk of becoming unbearable. I can do unbearable very well and would rather not.
Today is another day, but I feel better about life in general, at least at the start of the day! My unfortunate horses probably don't share my renewed spirit and that realization doesn't help my cause. If I could find another solution for their confinement, I would, but I don't see a way out in the foreseeable future. So we rotate and I tell them I'm sorry.
For about three hours I was able to forget everything that awaits my attention as we talked and laughed about nothing. Life usually offers its small blessings.