Working flat out, continuous but relaxed, long days, long weeks, my promised holiday to myself melted away into yet more opportunities I could not miss. Been a good month; have forgotten most that is not work related.
I had a birthday, lovely time at the hideous and yet fun Bali Brasserie. Grateful to all my friends that came and reminded me that I had not lost them all to work.
I did a storytelling performance, stood up and told in front of a paying audience. Wish I had spent more than a couple of hours in prep, but seemed ok in the end.
I slept I think.
I wish I had had more time to enjoy the outdoors, to bask in the spring air and gaze at the flowers. Mild regrets.
Holes in time.
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