Don’t let the title fool you. This is not a post about gluten. It’s a post about joy, or lack thereof. I couldn’t sleep last night, so I started thinking. And that’s often when the trouble begins. Anyway, I looked back at the past months, trying to summon up precious moments of joy and happiness that would stand out from all the exhausting days spent working tirelessly for my higher purpose. I have spent the past 300 days working really hard. I haven’t stopped a second. As a matter of fact, I think I haven’t had a proper break in four years. My life is not that much fun these days. Hence the need to find comfort in recent memories that may distract me from the dullness of these dark days made of Sainsbury’s meal deals and Harvard referencing. It took me five minutes to find something… and believe you me, I had to dig really deep before I got there. I have found a few moments, in the end. Luckily, I am not that miserable. But the more I thought about it the mor