June 1st 2021
Today I was both physically and mentally in the fetal position for most of the day — the former literally, the latter metaphorically.
I’m still on a bit of a comedown from a big happy sunny bank holiday weekend in London, so my brain is mostly fried, and so is my skin.
That, plus being back in the office and stressed, made me want to do that thing I sometimes do where I lie under my desk to get away from it all.
So when I got home, that’s mostly what I did. Except it was in my bed instead of under my desk.
Until tomorrow, that’s progress.