The reward for pushing through panic

I really didn't want to go out this evening. I was crying and almost shaky over it. I had to go out to an occasional meeting that I always used to hate going to and have successfully avoided going to for over 10 years.

My security blanky (knitting) had to stay indoors. I've never been in a small meeting with the group of women that I was meeting this evening and couldn't assume it would be OK to drag it out while they were talking.

I wore the wrong boots too, my feet were on fire long before I arrived in Coventry.

Then I got my reward for pushing through my panic and going anyway: the sun had been setting(as it does every day) while I was making my way to the train station, and on the platform I saw this. I'm a sucker for silhouettes against sunsets! I could have coped with anything after getting this, but thankfully I didn't need to. The girls were very gentle and we got on really well. I think I'll be able to got to the next meeting of this kind without the panic.

Result!