Which makes sense, because it was not-the-same Thrusday day either.
Early morning minyan---usual.
Crying on and off throughout; not usual.
But with a new chiropractor, whose work is different and exquisitely sensitive; not usual.
Evening, needed to relax some---usual.
Went to hear a young man tell stories accompanied by an older versatile musician on a wonderful variety of instruments; not usual at all.
Preparing for shabbos in my mind---usual.
How shabbos will actually be: we'll see!
Wishing us all a sweet and restorative shabbos.