Sunday afternoon so often brings that impending sense of doom and here it is again. The light is fading and has that eerie bleakness about it that haunts me and twists my stomach into knots. I baked a cake, started the ironing all in an attempt to get rid of the bad feelings but it' s not working. There is something I could do and it will momentarily bring about something warm inside, but then I know it will be pushed out of the way by the feeling of doom wanting to invade my mind and body again. Tears, tears, tears.