My Aim is True

By MAiT

Evening sky

Not much to report. Work, work work, coffee, carbs, chocolate.

Oh dear, same entry as yesterday. Although today was a little different. An email arrived. One can try to be strong, but it's impossible not to open an new email, even when you think it may not contain what you want. My invitations were declined, but fairly graciously and another date tentatively pencilled in, we will see.

'Twas easier in the olden days wasn't it?- no texts, emails or mobiles...or voicemail, or 1471. So you just had to wait and wonder

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