Thursday 14:43
Time for a beer?
Might as well. I think I’m supposed to attending a works Christmas jolly, but today is one of those ‘not quite going to plan’ days.
I’m in The First Station round the corner from Waterloo station, which I think is where I’m supposed to be - but on another floor perhaps. Ah well. Someone should spot my messages at some point. Either than or they’ll walk past me when leaving. Not that I’d hang around that long. It would probably be easier to apologise for not showing than admitting to being too unorganised to turn up at the right place and the right time.
Time to focus on the positives. I have somewhere to sit, and an expensive pint of trendy liquid. And my ‘add content’ function is working again. And, even though it’s a bit noisy in this place, there’s a serene solitude about being in outside normal circumstances. I’m not at home or at work, or at a pub where I’m known – I’m the void between with nothing to do but contemplate the void.