I felt on the wrong side of things. Weepy and weak, unbalanced.
I was just about to bury the feelings with take-out coffee when I decided that I would go to the library instead.
It was the first of the day, usually caffeine is all the spiritual balm I require.
But today was different, it was just one more day, on top of so many days ....
I browsed. I picked out books about crime in Northern countries.
It was not church, but it felt closer than I have felt in a long time.