It’s a bit surreal writing about it all to be honest as the earthquake struck moments after our plane took off to fly home. 0_o
I’ve been fighting off a low level cold all week. Groggy mornings and generally feeling slow and under the weather.
Every now at the right angle I’ll think “Oh hey that metahuman does look like me” but then it’s gone. Like recognising the features of someone you know in a stranger at a concert.
After dinner we found our selves drifting towards the Mall and Buckingham palace to see the flowers.
Some recent books I’ve read and enjoyed that haven’t been grimdark.