Watched a whole pack of cyclists go by on my walk tonight, must’ve been 11 of them, all riding single file like they actually had somewhere important to be.
Stood there a second longer than I meant to. 3 years of working from home and I don’t think I’ve properly “gone” anywhere in the morning since, just bed to desk, and my neck lets me know about it every night around 7pm without fail!
Been sending applications out again this week too, and I keep picturing myself with an actual commute, even a boring one. Might just be the grass looking greener from here though.
Kept walking after that. Hands are a little sore from all the knitting lately, not complaining. Just one of those photos I had to stop and actually look at for once.