h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

This is one of those Autumn days where it feels like the sun is never going to shine again. The weather is fine enough, but there are clouds which keep blowing across the sun: it's making the endurance of everything else I have to put up with today a bit of a chore.

For all that, the endurance of everything else I have to put up with is becoming a little easier every day, it's just that the increments are far too small. I cannot reconcile myself to having a headache all the time with blocked sinuses, because I hardly ever have headaches for any other reason at all. I cannot reconcile myself to being unemployed, because I know that, even if I am not the most capable, I am still a very capable individual. I cannot reconcile myself to having no bed, because I have hardly ever slept on the floor for extended periods of time. I cannot reconcile myself to being a "risk", because everything I do is done for a purpose - which I can explain if anyone is willing to listen, only nobody is. Even if they do it is always decided that their purpose, rather than mine, is more important. I am finding continued disregard, belittling and lack of cooperation very difficult to bear - even though they don't really affect me quite as badly as that might make it sound, or even exist, for that matter.

It's just a "down" day...

Hold on: the sun's started shining again!