It's just after 5.00pm and it's pitch black. It looks like the middle of the night. How can this be? What purpose does this actually serve besides to make us all unhappy? By January I'm sure that everyone I know, and many I don't, are going to be ready to fling themselves off the nearest tower. I find it so hard to function during British winter. Sunlight truly warms my soul. I love sitting on a bus or a train or a ferry, closing my eyes and letting it hold my face. I know it's caused the wrinkles I spent all of this morning moaning about, but it's such a special feeling. It's like the universe telling you how special you are and how much it loves you. Winter and it's darkness is such a loveless season. I think snow is over rated as well. Ba humbug.
Happy items of news for today:
- AB is coming to visit me from Harrogate on Friday night. Sooooo looking forward to having her and am planning on not sleeping at all Friday and just talking and talking and talking and talking and talking... (you get the picture)
- My darling CO is going to be here from Sydney over Christmas! She flies in on Christmas day! I can't wait to see her! It's been about 18 months.
Still no one wanting to buy my flat. Am starting to panic now that it's been 48 hours.
Off to take my goat whey powder now. Perhaps today will be the day I become truly beautiful from taking it. As usual, I live in a world of fantasy and make believe and am just falling down a rabbit hole with nothing but disappointment and misery at the bottom of it.
Floss x
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