My stomach is gray and overcast, like this morning's sky. Today is the day I go to court. It started when I thought I would be a writer, and I got a monthly writing gig for a local rag; all glossy and fancy. And that local rag, though publishing my work, didn't pay me. So from August till November I sent emails and posted letters wondering what happened; and heard nothing. Nothing until I filed a small claim and then lo and behold I heard something. But still I have to go to court.
For some going into a courtroom might be the same as putting pants on at the start of the day. But for me, it's high anxiety.
Forecast calls for sunny and warmer today. I only hope I feel the same by mid afternoon.