Day 125
I’ve started this any number of times. In my head. On the screen. Nothing feels right, and the weight of the words has been all wrong. It’s taken me 30… Continue Reading
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Day 124
It feels like I’m running late this morning. But I’m not. I was at my desk at 06:50 putting together more documents and uploading them for the annual audit in… Continue Reading
Day 123
The mystery of the coffee machine is solved. Each pod has a bar code on it, and the machine has a bar code reader right where you put the pods… Continue Reading
Day 122
M drinks a massive mug of Americano with a bit of warm milk each morning (and two at the weekend). Now I’ve started drinking coffee again, I’m drinking it the… Continue Reading
Day 121
Good things do happen. When I was doing my radio show on Friday, K, one of the other presenters on Radio Stradbroke (and whom I’m listening to as I write),… Continue Reading
Day 120
Two blackbirds this morning. First the one which looks vaguely plump and familiar. I started talking to it, and it came closer to me, wiping its beak on the dew-dropped… Continue Reading
Day 118
Therapy is pretty intense. Yesterday, just before it was due to start, I felt more nervous than I had when I first started four years ago. It’s not just like… Continue Reading
Day 117
Today, I start therapy again. I don’t now what will come of it, if we’ll decide that I don’t need something long-term again, or that we’ll decide that I’d be… Continue Reading
Day 116
Last night I dreamed of my secondary school headmaster, the one who told me I wasn’t clever enough to get into Cambridge because, that morning, I hadn’t realised there was… Continue Reading
Day 115
Spending the day in London yesterday made me realise how much I miss the world, how much I wish things were back to normal, and how much things aren’t back… Continue Reading