on an odd day

This was a particularly dark, gray and wet day.

In the morning I became a bit angry with a friend

and I wasn't quite right, as it quickly turned out

so I apologised

and then she told me she doesn't want to see me ever again

(not so much for this but for deeper and longer-building resentment).

Around noon I crossed a street 

too close in front of a car

and I was on the other side by the time I realised

that my brain only registered the car behind the first one

they were both silver coloured

but the second one had its lights on.

I had lunch at a friend's house

along with their two lovely children

and I am still unable to cope with their questions on my marital status
(or my husband, the now ex, who also happens to be the godfather of the boy)

I wonder if I ever will.

In the evening I told my niece off 

(after about three days of not doing it)

she's just behaving horribly

entitled to everything and not owing anybody anything, ever

and I know that 15 is the proper age for this

but that doesn't make it much easier to bear.

On choir practice people were tired and headache-y

it's because of the weather, was the verdict.

And after that my friend called me laughingly,

and told me that the incident in the morning
may or may not have been connected
to her period.