No wonder my friend was so hyper, she had been drinking during the night and it tends to make her very noisy and talkative.
I had some porridge and milky coffee with her and she gave me a card that she had made with my name in pressed flowers on it. Wow, she is quite an artist, I was looking through her artwork.

She went to do her early morning shopping, I headed out into the cold grey day, my IBS is playing up and I have been awake since 4.30am so I am feeling 'washed out' which means I feel washed out and that means tired and weak.

I am sitting in a cafe.

Still living in fear but more back to normal.