While there’s been no specific triggering event for such a thing, I have to say that I do not think I could adequately express the degree to which I do not want to be at work today.
As I write this, however, it occurs to me that while there’s been no specific triggering event at work, I’ve only just now noticed, consciously anyway, that today is one month since my Dad died.
Yes, odd how it can crop up like that. Currently I’m having the experience of being repeatedly beat over the head with the reality as I print out more than 50 Remembrance announcements and I slowly become surrounded by card after card after card littered with his name and like some kind of crazy Jack from The Shining moment at the typewriter…