
August 18th – An exhausted return from work very, very late. Nearly finished now, but it’s been a hard week.
As always on a weary ride home, every light was red; but waiting at Rushall Square is never a chore at night – it’s beautiful. Something about the vehiole, sodiums and shop lights combines and is actually quite soothing.
It’s very rare I come home and fall into bed, but I did.