At the end of the say, somehow everything gets put in perspective by watching rabbits as they roam the house, running from one end of the hall and into my room where they hurl themselves up and forward onto my bed before doing a couple of laps around it and hurling themselves back out the door again.
I don't know *how* precisely it puts everything into perspective but after seeing that I just feel that bit better about the world in general. At least until the next time one of them stares at empty space with an expression of rabbity terror before bolting.
Or decides to sit in my keyboard, both are sort of bothersome.
edit: or decides to shred my duvet.. or chew through a power or network cable.
