I've had my bath and come to terms with my latest angst. As before, the silence is broken by the sound of the fan and occasionally my dog trying to find a comfortable spot.
What's different now is me. I'm ok with my decision regarding the job - and yes, I'm writing this out of order because I moved away from the job on my birthday, July 7th but am writing to catch up in June.
Nevertheless, I have also come to terms that my 100 words writing will forever be out of order and it matters not one bit.