Every now and then, whatever we do, we can't help but feel anything else than sad. The last couple of days have felt heavy. I am constantly anticipating something. Putting things on hold for other things to work out. Planning things to the smallest detail, just because I can't stand waiting anymore. Longing for things to come that are just around the corner (spring, San Francisco, moving to Oslo) and some that are a further away.
We do get back up our feet, though, eventually. Usually feeling so much better than we think we ever could.