Not always what we want

After a time that all goes to better, there arrives some times when it does not.

We do want some things and that all goes better and better, of course, but we are a lot less happy when then stops. And afraid, it will continue, too.

I eat something not fresh, I still have difficulty to through away things after so many years after the war ended. I should have.

Anyway, it is better now.

Just hope in was an interlude and not a change of the curve.