Okay guys, I have to post it, because it’s been a really good day, and it doesn’t happen often.
Weather in London was nice — neither too cold nor too hot. I walked a bit, then caught a bus and tube, which wasn’t overcrowded. Got three books from the library, while carrying other two in my bag. I got a call from an estate agent with an appointment date, to see a flat. My hair looked good, and I remembered my sister is visiting me on Thursday, which made me smile to myself like a weirdo.
Work was alright, stroll back home from the underground station too. Even though some stupid assholes catcalled me ‘good evening lady’ and some other chauvinistic blah blah blah, it didn’t spoil my day AT ALL. Sending a middle finger to those pathetic people by the way.
Then, back at home, waited a postcard from one friend (Josien!) and a book from another (Rebecca!). Could my day finish in any better way? No.
I appreciate it so much, especially because I’ve been suffering from really bad anxiety attacks recently. None of these happened today.
It’s been a good day.