Weeping willows at the Long Ground

I seem to have lost my blip mojo. Going on holiday with D was stressful, then I came back to work, took a day off for a funeral, went back to work...

Today I walked this way over to meet friend AP on our way to supper with other friends. A pleasant stroll, via Lidl, though it is cold out, there's an edge to the breeze.

I'd forgotten that AP is very intense! She's been away for four months. I found myself annoyed that she hadn't enjoyed her time in India more, while I was stuck in a toilet cubicle of an office. Another strange thing: I find I don't want to hear bad news stories about people's illnesses, or who's died this week, or what went wrong... I suppose it's because I hear these stories all day at work. Short of screaming, 'so you think you've got problems?' there is not much I can do, except maybe not socialise with so called normal people.

It was, however, a good evening, and I got home in time to start prepping for a meeting tomorrow.