Isobelle and I declared it ‘house night’ and crashed in front of some classic girlish Pride and Prejudice. Homework is somewhat all over the place and I’m never quite sure what needs to be done next except that it has to be done.
I pulled one of my small journals out on the train home and used it. Weird, but good fun. Feels and probably is a reality that I haven’t written anything much in a while.
To conclude whatever I rambled on about, I listed down some goals. One was to provide this sadly lacking space with a bit of meat (for all those non vegos out there) or a few greens. We shall see.
I got home and cracked into some Strongbow and found left over lentil burgers that Isobelle made the other night. Glorious. I cooked a few more things and had a highly, highly enjoyable dinner.
It’s a bit of a rare age group for me. All the people I know are really old, really young or roughly my age. That sounds intelligent. Oh how I miss conversation within a small group that has some depth intellectually! It’s been far too long without it, I’m all out of practice. I don’t know how I can say how deeply appreciative I am of people who take a little interest in your life seemingly from no-where.
Okay. I’m going to bed.