At a superficial level it seems totally random, but it's strangely fitting to the day I've had. Just when I thought I held the trump card for bad news, I get hit by a barrage of fresh ones. More, more, more. Ampersand.
Having had the time and space to let it sink in (although I'm not sure it has completely), I still feel surprisingly nonchalant about it. I don't know if this is how I really feel, but I don't want to be talked into getting upset if I'm not. That said, I've been honest about my real feelings thus far. Whether or not I suddenly realize the true implications only as I'm lying wide awake one night, thinking (it's abit of a specialty), is another matter entirely.
But I'd like to think we are stronger than this.
Mental soundtrack: Track A Tiger - Sound As Ever