Yay. Someone asked me old I was going to be and, as I mumbled “thirty something” it was odd how not right it sounded. We’re all just 25 forever, right?
Today I had a six hour training course on how to write well. So, of course I have absolutely no idea what to blog about right now.
So, I’ve been doing some kind of blogging for a month now. I’ve written about life, Nazis, TV, restaurants and anything else that springs to mind. I like doing it, but on days like these, when I’ve worked a ridiculously long day and have another tomorrow, it does get hard. But rewarding. I think.
Today I’m mostly ruing the invention of wine. Ow.
The world is all rather a lot today. I am hiding in books.
Work is destroying me a bit. That is all.