And here we are again, on the brink of another work week. An 8am start tomorrow means I probably should have gone to bed about an hour ago. Feels like such a long time since I did the “early” shift. And yet it’s only March. This year feels like it’s going fast and slow at the same time.
Sort of wish things would slow down a bit. Need a bit of a breather.
Am quite annoyed that it keeps raining on Sundays when I (and others) want to do laundry. Do not really like rain at the moment. We had pretty good weather during the week, though. Pity I was at work all those days. Typical how things work out like that.
It’s like that feeling .. like when you get on a train and you sit down in one of the backward-facing seats .. after a while, the doors close and the train is preparing to leave the platform .. and you’re expecting to move forwards, but you go backwards instead, and it just catches you a little bit off guard.