So...

 Today has been spectacularly painful. 

And a stupid week begins tomorrow.

But the moon was beautiful tonight. I went out for a walk later than usual. It was sweet and peaceful...and hot. Had Malta juice at Bagel Shop. Returned.

Spoke to Dad. Brother pinged something about local trains. An invoice is still not cleared.

It's feeling so exhausting. But cook had made really tasty pyaaz parathas.

Not too shabby then. 

But I am still nauseated and I really don't want to tackle work. Maybe tomorrow I bow out.