It's been one of those days.
The disappointment after driving through the morning jam. (Nonetheless, it was still the Eucharist.)
The (uncalled for) anger and short-temperedness.
Walking out at lunch.
Deciding to forego something I had looked forward to over the last few days.
(I did enjoy the morning, though. Playing 'Jerusalem' on the piano, sorting out those old books and remembering where it all began.)
* * *
I called it the 'max-confusion' point. It's not really a breaking point, but it's a point where everything is just swirling around too fast and too wildly for any of it to make any sense.
Yet in the midst of all this...
A very kind and thoughtful gesture. It was given as a lunch gift; I am about to have it for dinner.
And then when I got home, I saw this:
Shipped much faster and much more efficiently than it did to Hawai'i back in late May.
Film really never fails.
It never fails photographically, and it never fails to brighten up a gloomy day.