Home to moths
Up after the sleep of the dead, feeling heavy and exhausted. Reading The Sound and the Fury on the train to work, got off at Victoria and felt a bit peculiar and panicky for a few moments but pressed on to work. The day's work went well however. It's a bit of a slog but on a really interesting project where artists have collaborated with people with medical conditions to produce art pieces.
Enjoyably listening to the guardian football podcast on the way home. As Lorraine was training governors again,I popped into Sing Li as I couldn't be bothered to cook. Klaudia's little friend (whose mum and dad own the place) said hello to me. Her dad always remembers me too, which feels nice. Walked back through the station full of shouting football fans, and scarfed fish and chips at home very grateful to be there.
Several small moths flying about. Worrying.
Enjoyably listening to the guardian football podcast on the way home. As Lorraine was training governors again,I popped into Sing Li as I couldn't be bothered to cook. Klaudia's little friend (whose mum and dad own the place) said hello to me. Her dad always remembers me too, which feels nice. Walked back through the station full of shouting football fans, and scarfed fish and chips at home very grateful to be there.
Several small moths flying about. Worrying.
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