I watched them all scurry around.

Had a good night’s sleep. A great morning, too.

Thought about going for another run. Will do it tomorrow.

Picked up a WatchHouse flat white on the way to work. Extra shot. Compostable lid.

The sun was out again. Saw a guy walking the street with his top off. It’s not that hot. It’s still Britain.

Didn’t get to the office till gone 11. No one asked where I’d been. Thought someone might.

Carefully placed the WatchHouse cup on the corner of my desk. Logged in. Replied to a few emails I’d been sitting on.

Meetings went better than usual. I said what mattered. Complimented someone’s slide, even told the new guy his work is excellent.

For lunch, I went to M&S and bought a Best Ever Prawn Sandwich. Black cardboard sleeve. 251g. Not in the Meal Deal.

Ate slowly. Put the empty box next to the coffee cup. Stretched my legs out. Watched them all scurrying around.

Got an angry email from the Boss about the review report I didn’t want to do. Not good enough. Sloppy. Blah. Blah.

Not bothered. I’m not. Won’t be here much longer.

Googled nice steak restaurants. Found one with cow hides on the seats and tablecloths thick enough to sleep in.

Will take myself out. Ribeye. And Rioja.

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