The Tunnel

My trips over to the hospital have grown far fewer in number since I started drinking tea, instead of buying coffee from the RJH Good Earth, during my coffee breaks.

Today, though, I had to run back and forth a few times for non-coffee, work-related errands. I opted to take the Tunnel which, while creepier and more abundant in hospital offcasts, is much warmer than venturing outside.

I'm missing B terribly today. He found a place in Greenford, and the move seems oh-so real now. How many more months?