One of those days where not one, but two curved balls come your way. One unexpected but not entirely surprising, one that I knew about but has suddenly taken a turn that I didn’t see coming. One related to work and one related to a family member.

I’m reminding myself that in Stoic parlance they are both ‘dispreferred indifferents’. Which is an amusingly dispassionate term, but I do get it. Given that both things have emotionally drained me, and will do so for some time to come, I hope my interest in Stoicism will come in use.