Don’t run with the dogs tonight, just let me be. The eternal difficulty of returning to Head OfficeTM after working and travelling. My eyes have changed, goalposts moved. The muggy weather disappears while I wait outside the block of flats, watching a ginger cat with all the right moves. I promised myself on the weekend flight home that I’d spend less time on work, more time on other pursuits – one phone call was all it took to bring me down to earth.

now playing: day for night from 78 ’til 79 the lost album by the go-betweens.