I could write about the shemozzle that is Melbourne traffic at the moment.
But I won't. It's always a shemozzle.
I could write about how mean Cleo was this evening in our training session.
But I won't. She's always mean.
I could write about how much I'm craving ice cream.
But I won't. I'm going to make myself a sugar-free hot chocolate with home made hazelnut mylk. I am that sad, but it is a small, sweet hit.
Today was an ordinary day. I worked from an office. It's amazing how much you get done when there isn't a cat sitting on your keyboard giving you side eye. I had lunch with my engineering friend with whom I've been having lunch one a month since 2010. I got the train home.
The thing that tickled me most today was this meme.
It is so true!
From the pages of the internet, never a truer sentiment spoken.
And I'll leave it at that. I have to start thinking about where I'm going after the writer's retreat.
I love planning holidays, but it is harder when you're planning for somebody else who is ten time zones away.
Best get on with it. The cat wants his chair back.
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