A quiet Sunday. Went for dim sum to a new place. It had trolleys, but was otherwise not very good. I managed a good bit of writing last night after thinking I would not get any done at all.
Heard from someone who has decided not to engage in confrontation with a long-term nemesis, and instead give in. I thought it was the right thing to do, as giving in to the nemesis’ demand was also a means of cutting a tie. But the friend was full of regrets, wishing she had the energy to fight. For someone who avoids conflict as assiduously as myself it seemed a no-brainer, but of course I was not the one who had to live with the knowledge of having given in. A difficult situation. Am I right? Whom am I to say?