A mix of a week.
There were some real lows.. that proved that a man can be real nasty and petty (perhaps even worse than *pardon me* a lady) when his ego is bruised, when he realises that he is not as great as he think himself to be, or as popular, or as wise, or as influential... Scary turn of events and (i guess) an irreversible souring of relationship. Ugly, ugly, ugly. And certainly unbecoming of a person in a position meant to guide and nurture.
And then there were some highs. First, a signed acceptance of movement. Next, a deep, sincere and thoughtful conversation with a future mentor (hopefully, a real mentor this time). Then, the first Olympics medal (and a Silver one to boot) for Little Red Dot since Independence. And finally, the return (even if it's for a short while) of my 2 overseas pals from Germany & Australia this weekend. Wonderful.
It hasn't been a particularly pretty year. But tides will turn, and if you are facing similarly challenging times at your end, hang in there.
Tides will turn and the sun will soon shine again.