Ullswater

A cycle down to the Costa del Pooley after work for a swim and de-stress after the day. I found a spot to myself and watched a couple of lads jumping off the pier, a couple of chaps fishing underneath, paddle boarders further out, other swimmers bobbing about and loads of families having their supper on the other shore.

Towards the end of the working day I lost my rag after a day that started as soon as I settled down to work first thing with screams, on and off bickering, sniping, fighting, manoeuvres with vehicles in and out. I observed my reaction with the first feeling of noticeable adrenalin so clearly centred in my chest, the tingling arms and then feeling tearful and depressed. Something about the endless, relentless, hopeless, misery of it all. I finally leant out the window and shouted across the road for them to please just stop it, for pity’s sake, just stop.
For some reason they draw on that feeling I can sometimes get about humanity in general, the utter depressingness of the human race in microcosm ... repeated, unremitting trauma ... and it’s echoes across all of time ... https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=OacVy8_nJi0