Deer oh Deer

Someday I'll relate just how and why this has been a particularly tough year. Light at the end of the tunnel with New Year 2020 being a proper reset - but today I gave myself a going over for skipping the cyclocross race I was supposed to be at, the nice walk down at Woodhall Dean going a little way towards making me feel better (something the cycling just isn't doing at the moment). In the evening I went full-on head-clearing, knocking out a dog drawing commission for someone at work (actually, for her other half's parents as a surprise for Christmas - the dogs were family pets back in the 80s).

That properly shut me off, so for once I'm going to try and get an early night and go and read, instead of sitting up till 1am mulling.