The coast is always changing
I think I will continue to title blog posts with Maximo Park lyrics. for fun
My wrist is killing. This is why projects are evil.
I had a dream last night, most of which I don't remember, but I do remember several occasions being in a glass sky-scraper, trying to get the right lift to Floor 6N and both the lifts and the stairs were being trixie, so even though I made it there once, I just couldn't find it after that and was getting all worked up. I made it to 5B via an Ikea style restaurant, but then got to a dead end and had to go down to the ground floor and start again. I think there were shops too as there seemed to be lots of people pushing trolleys and staring.