I’m a-kinda at a loss right now as to what to do next. Sure there’s work waiting, but I’m on leave, and shouldn’t even be thinking about work. I shouldn’t be thinking about a lot of things, actually, but you know the ol’ blain. The heat’s boiled it good and proper.
There was that aborted trip to Malaysia with Dad. I enjoyed that. I spent the day in Singapore running errands for Mum, doing some work, and then spending an inordinate amount of time shopping for clothes. I didn’t buy any, but my shopping partner did. Just as well, because the clothes she bought just looked like they belonged on her.
I really shouldn’t be thinking of that beach holiday I can’t have.
Surf stop: Dan Washburn’s Shanghai Diaries