Mondays in particular. I look at the fog outside, watch Adam tug on his shoes and rifle through the refrigerator for something resembling a lunch. I am not depressed. In some ways I have never been happier. A few days ago I received an email from a surprising source: You're doing good work, you're enjoying your life. You just have this glint in your eye and this happy/evil grin. Enjoy it all and I hope it lasts a long time.
I just have to remember her words long enough to grab my backpack and get out of the house.