As it turns out, my journal was not fairied away – it was ferreted away. Having thought I looked in every conceivable place, I realized I never looked under the television stand. The ferrets are notorious for hoarding things there – slippers, shoes, balls, wallets… They are a naughty pair of carpet sharks!
Needless to say, I’m very happy to have found it. I wish I had it a few hours ago. There was a thunder storm and the atmosphere was just right for journaling… I made the most of it and did some meditation. I always fancy Nature as a drummer when it rains. Great music for drifting off… Pity I still don’t feel 100%. I actually woke up without a voice today!