27th of the Twelfth

Technically this project bit is over. I haven't finished though, oh no no. I could probably write forever and it'd make no sense.

This is the phone v laptop argument. I know I communicate better on my phone, but it makes less sense. Whereas I can spend ages on the laptop rewriting things which still make no sense.

I have managed to develop an unnatural fear of people. The idea of answering the door in my pyjamas makes me feel queasy.

It goes much further though. I have to be out of my pyjamas by 11am and ready to leave to stand a chance for anything to happen that day. No phone call pics here, let me tell you. 

(I don't actually want anything to happen, I'd rather a few days off and if I can read and write at the same time, then job done!)🏃🧘🤸🤾🦂🕷️🪱🍟🥨🍕