On my way to work.
Princes Street, no buses, no trams, no access.
I walked in, finding every step inhibited by a barrier, or a sign post, or a block of concrete, or a newly set up stage, complete with a monster sound system. But I got there.
Work was rushed and annoying and full of things we could not do anything about.
But they let me out early and I went to the pub and caught up with friends. I was far too exhausted to stay up for the fireworks. I was in bed by ten.
Happy New Year to you.
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