What has been the surprise of the last three months?

I noticed I was hungry, correctly, at a normal time. Week 13. It felt like a message from an old friend.

Slept without waking, which has not happened since roughly the coalition government.

That the dog and I got to the top of the field without either of us needing a sit down.

That the dog and I got to the top of the field without either of us needing a sit down.

That I can hear myself think. I did not know the noise was that loud until it stopped.

Nothing. Genuinely a nothing day and I am recording the nothing.

That nobody at work has mentioned anything for two months and it is a blessed relief.

I got through a whole phone call standing up.

Climbed the stairs at the station without stopping halfway. I have been stopping halfway for about four years.

The bus was late and I walked instead. A year ago I would have waited in the rain out of pure resignation.

The thing I noticed is that I am tired of noticing things. Some weeks I would like to just get on.

My ring went back on. I have not made a thing of it and I am making a small thing of it here.