Given the last month or so, this week of returning to the square world was always going to be hard. I woke up on Tuesday morning to painters in my house, painting the kitchen and bathroom. I must have missed the memo. The paint is still stinging my eyes and it is Friday. I had to buy a fan to help the fumes piss away.
My body is tired. I ate haloumi today and it gave my diarrhoea. I've had two coffees and I'm still tired. I bumped into a girl from high school at the coffee shop. I had forgotten her name. She looked pretty much the same as when we went to school together. She's still incredibly pleasant!
I am thinking about what to do with my time... I need a real job... some would say. I'm floating...
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