The weekend has passed.
I’ve started jogging again.
I need to read “great expectations”
I feel that is a magical word.
Feminism work due tomorrow.
Acid all gone.
Feeling a bit strung out.
Made myself better with food.
Ate half a cake,
Lots of potato.
Tomorrow I will hopefully feel strong.
Called Declan, saw Wil and Phil.
A wasted afternoon.
Which is to say,
Walked, talked and felt sick.
One good day of study tomorrow –
Will get me back on track.
My Knee might start playing up.
I have a driving test later in the week.
Need to fill out those forms.
Birthday is over. XXIV!
I feel like there is a lot for me still to do.
Shannon is coming down,
I need to organise end of the year trip.
It will all come together – don’t you worry about that.
Happy Happy times.