Long day involving Tracey’s sister-in-law. Courts, psych hospitals, social workers, lawyers, outpatient strategies. Welcome To The Machine. Lots of uncertainty going forward. No matter how you slice it, none of it good, I’m afraid…

Knowing, perhaps, that it’s all starting to close in, Tracey and I played a lot of Pink Floyd music tonight - a big release. If you’re a “glass half-full” kind of person, you’d rest your hopes on their awesome “Coming Back To Life”, from their wonderful “Division Bell” release from 1994:

Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted
Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime
I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life

If you’re a “glass half-empty’ guy, this from “Sheep”, from 1977’s “Animals” (one of their all time best, if you ask me, BTW) sums the day up nicely:

Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away;
Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air.
You’d better watch out!
There may be dogs about
I looked over Jordan, and I’ve seen
Things are not what they seem.

That’s what you get for pretending the danger’s not real.
Meek and obedient you follow the leader
Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel.
What a surprise!

A look of terminal shock in your eyes.
Now things are really what they seem.
No, this is not a bad dream.

Chalk me up as the latter.

Perhaps none of this matters in the end - after all, it’s after days like this the only thing you can take comfort in is that in the end it will work out in whatever way it will. The Floyd’s Roger Waters wrote so much in “Eclipse”, the Floyd’s magnificent coda to their classic 1973 release, “The Dark Side Of The Moon”:

All that you touch
All that you see
All that you taste
All you feel.
All that you love
All that you hate
All you distrust
All you save.
All that you give
All that you deal
All that you buy,
beg, borrow or steal.
All you create
All you destroy
All that you do
All that you say.
All that you eat
And everyone you meet
All that you slight
And everyone you fight.
All that is now
All that is gone
All that’s to come
and everything under the sun is in tune
but the sun is eclipsed by the moon.

Indeed.