Is fucking stressful, I'll bet.
I thought I had a free day on Wednesday. I forgot I signed up for an exciting talk about dementia. Go me, rocking the extracurricular shit.
Right. Placement starts tomorrow. I have reading to do, and placement clothes to prep. I should probably look up where I'm going. It's in Congleton, I know that much at least...
There is much to do before I sleep. You want to come and make me cups of tea? You can slob on my sofa and read or watch films inbetween times. Just a brew every hour, no conversation. No awkward silences, just silence.
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