Day Twelve – A Breach from the Mainland
Concerned about a now-overdue submission, I check my email…and…permit the mainland to leak into my solitary life-away-from-real-life. Reading one message too many, I stumble across one that makes me really mad, and a tiny bit sad. And then, preoccupied, I waste hours stewing and fuming about things that have no place invading my rare and shrinking island days.
I shake it off shortly before sundown, after a long bicycle ride, a glass of rosé, and a good chat. But, I feel a bit stupid for inviting this intrusion at all, and feel a bit haunted by how easy it was to get so upset.