..Waking up in the morning earlier than usual because the cat keeps waking us up at odd hours. I would make my usual coffee, esconce myself on the couch and do the daily Wordle. This has become a comforting ritual now; I share it with Leila who shares hers (either earlier before she goes to bed or after because she’s in the Philippines). And then with Sam, Mary & Ruth (Sam solving it later in the day as per usual).

And now we’ve added Quordle- which is a massive, nose-bleeding four-panel nightmare- but this is reserved for the end of the day, right before the horrible evening news. Because if you can get through the puzzle and get all four, nothing will faze you- not even the gory sight of Putin marching into Ukraine topless and frothing at the mouth.

Ugh. Should we care about Ukraine and Russia?? Should we care about the protests in Wellington?? Should we care about anti-vaxxers and the far-fucking-right spreading their poison all over the world??

I don’t care BECAUSE I CAN’T DO ANYTHING ABOUT ANY OF IT.

I’m gonna do just me for now.