Suits you

I only just remembered that I hadn't taken any photos at all today. Spent the day cleaning up the porch after the builders used it to store all their stuff; did some gardening; and just got back from an extremely pleasant evening with some neighbours, including a masterfully prepared curry.

I don't know why I took this photo just now - other than because there were very few things available to photograph. This is a cupboard in my bedroom for my suits and ties. They haven't been worn in over five years. In my London life, I wore them every weekday. Now they are just covered in dust. I could probably just chuck them out. I was initially voluntarily unemployed, but now I'd like to have a job again, but I can't do anything of any use to anyone. I used to be paid a stupid amount to do a job that almost no one else in the country does and which, in the grand scheme of things, was of no real value to anyone whatsoever. It as good while it lasted, but it's left me pretty much unemployable now. I worry I'll never work again.