I'm under a lot of stress, largely in the background, even if I'm otherwise in an okay mood. I have moments, flashes, of incredible sadness. Sadness at the loss of a relationship that ended two years ago. At the loss of an entire life, one where I had a partner I could rely on, and a home. Gone now. I feel rudderless. I'm struggling to complete simple goals. But perhaps setting simple goals to begin with is a start. A new life will take shape from this mess, I tell myself. Maybe it will even be better than the one I'm mourning.