Back to work

Another day spent in the white box. Slowly getting sick of my own company. A trip to Lidl serves as the closest I get to a social occasion. I don't have the energy for the walk back and take a bus back up Rye Lane.

There's still no internet in the flat. I've been using a connection to an adjacent BT Wi-fi spot to get online. But it's patchy and boots you off every half hour or so. It's starting to really grind my gears.

It's all feeling a bit blah today to be honest. How apropos for world mental health day. 

I think I've accidentally coincided with a mono-Monday. It wasn't intentional. I don't really go for that whole prescriptive thing. Contrary bastard that I am.