Isolation
Today isn't my favourite day. I know I'm not alone in that.
Circumstance today succeeded, with a string of synchronicities WELL beyond the scope of general coincidence, to firmly rub my nose in it. Apparently today, every astounding redhead and drop-dead-gorgeous goth girl in Edinburgh managed to cross my path on my two relatively short journeys.
Damn near working myself to death, alone at the voluntary site did not manage to distract me. Though I did achieve a lot and am exhausted for the effort.
And Mr Pheasant came running up to me expecting treats.
He wasn't disappointed.
Circumstance today succeeded, with a string of synchronicities WELL beyond the scope of general coincidence, to firmly rub my nose in it. Apparently today, every astounding redhead and drop-dead-gorgeous goth girl in Edinburgh managed to cross my path on my two relatively short journeys.
Damn near working myself to death, alone at the voluntary site did not manage to distract me. Though I did achieve a lot and am exhausted for the effort.
And Mr Pheasant came running up to me expecting treats.
He wasn't disappointed.
