Too tired to write about it. Going to have an early night and sleep without an alarm.
I am tired. Once again, I’ve eaten too much chocolate. I am not going to beat myself up about either one of these things. These are just statements, just truths. Two truths, no lies. Thank you very much and good night.
It wouldn’t surprise me if this was a repeat post. My favourite patisserie is hidden away in an industrial area, every treat is a masterpiece of flavours and textures. Luckily, it’s just far enough away from me to only visit occasionally. I bought two.
I think I just ruined my daily blogging streak. Counting on it still being yesterday somewhere in the blogosphere.
For the sake of getting it done. Nighty night!
This evening’s commute was not my favourite. There were train delays. They were savage. The display kept changing, the minutes until arrival kept going up…or staying the same for longer than a minute. To make matters worse, when my train finally pulled into the station, the whole board changed and my train was assigned a… Continue reading The Commute
Taking it easy, recovering nicely from an irritating cold. Grateful it’s not Covid 19 but inconvenienced none the less. Going to bed with a dose of cough medicine that seems to give me whacky dreams.
I hate being sick, said Captain Obvious. It especially sucks having a vough and a sore throat when there’s a fresh batch of covid community transmission out there. Here’s where paranoia mixes with social responsibility and sends you directly to the covid testing clinic and into self isolation. It’s been a boring day. Glad I… Continue reading Sick