Sunday Morning

Good morning,

I had another rough night and woke at 5am and then was in and out of sleep and nightmares, mainly about my family.
I feel lazy and tired, I am in bed with the laptop on a tray.

I have had a few cups of tea, and I think I will get up and go and have a swim before the early sunshone goes.

I don't want church today, well maybe this evening, but I don't see church as an every sunday thing any more, there is church in the week, vigil mass, and besides some of the biggest snobs, abusers and nasty people I have ever known think Church on Sunday is essential and it does not change them, so why should someone destroyed and condemned by the church feel the need to religiously attend when it causes flashbacks and anxiety? No offence to my lovely church people who are always kind and welcoming.