Stuff is more than a little weird and scary. Working where I do, we found out about the attacks in America, and the subsequent disasters, pretty much as they happened. Cue an extremely surreal afternoon of crowding into the monitoring room to watch all the news channels at once. I don’t think I need to say how horrible it is. But possibly the strangest thing was leaving work…. and everyone is, to all intents and purposes, going on as per normal. I don’t know what I thought I was expecting, but it just feels like there should be some kind of acknowledgement, at least.
Megs and I were booked in for our weights induction at the gym last night. I still went – if I’d gone home I’d have only been sitting around watching the telly on my own. Megs had gone to stay with a friend for the night, but because I’d forgotton my mobile again, I didn’t find out where she was til I got home. But anyway, it was good to get away from it all for an hour. I’m glad I went.
And now today isn’t much better. The boss went out and bought all the papers for us to read, and we’ve got the TVs on the news channels again. My head hurts. And I can’t believe the most stressful thing for me yesterday morning was trying to figure out which con(s) I can go to (because now it seems there’s yet another one next June). Hello perspective.
