It's a mad, mad world!

Or at least that of me and mine is at the moment.

Nothing, absolutely nothing seems 'normal', each day we wake, if in fact we slept at all in the first place, not knowing quite what will come next or what the day might bring.

Nothing remains static, plans are made, broken, re-made, re-broken time and time again as the situation changes, we swing from moments of relative calm to moments of urgency without warning, we have to make life altering decisions for which we are often ill prepared almost daily and often without preamble and we have to have conversations that no one should ever have to have.

Life is a bizarre state of manic limbo, a dream or a nightmare, some kind of psychedelic trip that changes constantly, punctuated with unfamiliar sights and sounds, but which it is impossible to get a firm grasp of. There is never time to become accustomed to one set of circumstances before somehow, without warning, it has morphed into a different unrecognisable thing that requires to be reacted too and accepted in an instant.

Time is an irrelevance, life follows no usual chronological pattern, sleeping, eating, planning, talking, the logistics of managing the situation, all happen as and when the circumstances demand. People come and go, the professionals dispensing hard won wisdom and knowledge that our minds and intellect scramble to understand quickly enough and visitors, well meaning, provide cheerful distraction but disrupt the tenuous and fragile status quo and leave more questions in their wake.

It's a mad, mad world.