Building
To the office. On my walk from Shepherd’s Bush to White City, I am conscious that even more development is going up. All around here, they are trading on the name of the Television Centre. Most of these blocks seem very unconnected with the redevelopment that happened there—unless being a two-minute walk from the gate counts.
There was a bit of a split for after-work drinks, but I felt that the two big meetings had not had quite the positive effect on me as they should have. So, I decided to skip drinks and head home. PY headed to Ryde tonight as some work is being done in the flat tomorrow, so I had an unexpected evening at home alone with battered sausage and chips from the chip shop.
As I was eating dinner, I realised that I was starting to cough and sneeze more, and I gradually felt worse and worse. Perhaps my mood wasn’t work-related, but I was coming down with something.
I watched the last episode of Heartstopper, which I’ve been meaning to catch up on for a long time, then went to bed watching an episode of The Blacklist until my eyes couldn’t stay open any longer.
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