It’s Friday
Friday, 29th August 2025
We are almost at the end of August, so much so that it seems September has already begun.
It is what happens once the bank holiday weekend has ended; it signals the end of the summer.
I am aware that the roads are still quieter; the schools return on Wednesday.
I awoke later this morning, not surprisingly, as I didn't stop until 7:30 pm last night. I may start the day intrepid, but usually, there is at least one thing to encourage me in the day. Yesterday evening, two encouragements came towards the end of the day. I got to speak to someone who was trying to track me down, and a positive meeting was had.
This is living by faith, a belief that somehow, despite there being more things than can get done, we will get through.
I booked a voucher to get my eyes tested again and a podiatrist appointment to keep those feet healthy.
I got to the barber in time and felt like a sheep shorn of its locks in the summer.
Tired I was, but I walked on until finding the Greek cafe, where I fed my hunger and quenched my thirst.
When I got home, I threw myself face down on my bed and dozed off for an hour or more.
Eyes, feet and tiredness tell me I have to look after this body that has looked after me.
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