Dear Diary, 

 

I am catching up with things today. I don't have time to do it all, unfortunately. I can onlydo so many things, its the whole spoon thing isn't it. I must be deliberate about what to do. Today I decided to lay in bed for as long as I can. I need my rest as my body is just starving with fatigue. I am working tomorrow, the day after in the evening, friday is an off day, then I'm on over the weekend again.

 

This feels like experience for working full time - although I think most full time people don't work after midnight or at weekends, like I do. 

 

You know what's weird is that my presence has been noticed at the Sentinel.

 

something unexpected happened yesterday: I got a letter from work, saying that there is an automatic 1% pension scheme at work, and I can put in contributions towards it that go on top of state pension. That sounds very appealing, not least because it means it stays even when i leave the organisation. I would really love to work for the Sentinel full time - travelling is not so bad, its a great view outside, and its near to lots of gig spaces, near to camden, near to islington, 

 

Anyway, I've got shit to do, in an hour I have to be off to badminton. God it's cold again, I was walking out of work the other day and I thought to myself: hello darkness my old friend...no matter how long I've been away from the darkness it still feels as crisp and familiar as it has always been, like I've never left.