I confess that it was very hard to get up for work this morning. I don’t like time change; I think it’s silly. And to judge by the way people on the bus looked this morning, I wasn’t the only one.
The bus. Sigh. I’ve been taking the bus the last few work days. Still too tired to go back to walking, though I might start walking home again tomorrow of all goes well. It’s surprised me: this feeling of how much I miss the walk and want to get back to it.