The Indian Summer is well and truly over. And it's gone rather cold. Well, appropriately cold for November, I guess. On Monday night I finally had another massage booked after a rather long non-massage time because of my new tattoo. When I was walking along Regents Park to the appointment, in the dark (it wasn't even 18:00...), I remembered how I am not a big fan of winter. My instinct is to go into hibernation or at least turn into a couch potato... Who wants to leave the house in such weather?
I somehow managed to go out every night of this week though. Combined with a busy work week, I'm now feeling absolutely knackered.
But: it's the weekend now!
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