This last couple of weeks has been unproductive and this frustrates me so! I have an excuse (of sorts) in that I have a cold that drags on and on- but why am I allowing this to happen? I conclude the best thing I can do for my finances is get well and so I buy a bag of fruit and feel better pretty much immediately. Apart from eating fruit I sleep- and this is about it.
I miss London and all its life and listen to the commuter trains leaving the station. I am like a man separated from the woman he loves.
This frustration with myself is both positive and a negative. It is a spur to action but wears me out.