Mallards in the mist

This morning was one of those surreal moments that made me feel like I was in a Far Side comic. I was walking to my car in the fog that was so thick I couldn't see the other side of the road, and while I approached it, slowly three mallards appeared from the mist - very quiet and just staring at me. I'm sure Gary Larson has made a strip out of this... it was either ducks or cows.

While I was driving to work trough another one of those strange English weather phenomenon - rain and fog at the same time - I thought about Janka's entry about signs of stress last month, and how my signs of stress can probably be seen in this blog. My entries seem to become very short and don't seem to make a lot of sense when I'm under heavy stress, and become longer and more elaborate (ok, still maybe not making more sense!) when I'm not.

As you can see from this entry and the fact that it's over three sentances long, my stress level is going down. I went to bed after nine last night and managed to finally get enough sleep. Good thing too, as I think I won't be getting that for the next three or four nights.

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