I am back at home.
I am sitting in the lady cave, fiddling about with the computer. Having a rest. Feeling my head throb with my pulse.
Doing my own thing. Not really thinking about others. Not in a way which will actually impel me to actually do anything for them.
It feels good. Relaxing. New. Nurturing.
The tables have turned. It used to be him doing the sitting in the room on the computer, me in the kitchen, mind whizzing.