Son#1 and I skipped his school this morning for a quiet and companionable breakfast in Breda.
Then we were off to hospital.
Son#1's hypermobility syndrome could cause heart problems.
Luckily all was well.
The boy has a heart after all, haha.
Meanwhile in my mind, I feel quite lost and lonesome, and completely devoid of any direction in life.
A decade at the university gave me purpose.
All of a sudden, with no work, I am adrift with no clear destination.
I am overqualified to teach at high schools, and too inexperienced.
I alternate between joy and despair.
Who would have thought.