I had nearly an hour before my train left London so I sat enjoying a busker awhile. Sometimes it's the unscheduled moments that make up our lives, not just the planned parts. Quite a bit hasn't gone to plan today but it's all worked out fine.
I've drunk litres of fruit juice as I'm full of cold. It's also very warm in the capital. The weather forecast predicted rain (and 6 degrees at 7 am) in preston at the start and end of my journey, so I was not leaving my thick coat at home. But it's somewhat cumbersome when it's then 25 degrees in the city.
Despite feeling so rotten latterly, I'm still trying to complete obvious achievements whilst I am not working much. Painting is a quick win (and preferable to cleaning and decluttering) despite being more needed. For future learning I should neither buy really cheap paint (too thin) or the mega expensive stuff (like trying to paint with mucusy dough ). I usually like painting and know it's poor form to blame my tools, but next time I will opt for mid range paint and a pad rather than roller. I'm slowly getting somewhere tho.
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