Friday Morning

Good morning,

Groggy, dizzy and in pain.

Yesterday the bad weather set in, and I managed to go for my long delayed bus ride, that kept getting put off because of other things.
I am missing the streets a lot, and bus rides help with that.
I got home, tired and not feeling great, read some of a new book 'The Girl without a voice' by Casey Watson.
And slept.
I dreamed a lot, dreamed of friends and family, and the streets of London, and abuse.
Woke up tired and groggy and dizzy and in pain, and I still am.