journal entry Monday and Tuesday.

Mother has a cold, it's still foggy out and I woke up around 6am after a solid night's kip. Was hoping for a twinkling of sun to go out with lovely Lola, but perhaps not in the dullness... She's often in semi hibernation mode on days like today: lazy Lola days. Second day of leaden skies. That's the thing with the darkness and the cloud cover: it's an unwelcome blanket drapped beyond respite.

2nd set of 14 Venlafaxine this morning: half way into the first prescription will need to get another before I head to Madrid on the 1st. They're definitely working, but I feel a little less happy than during the first week, which was pretty blissful.

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Awake at 5 at the flat and the rainy day had already begun. A do nothing outside day... Except go to Wetherby and walk Lola - both of us with our raincoats on. Doing my weekly wash at the flat prior to 7 when the cost of electricity goes up on the dual rate "economy 7" system and now waiting for the X99 sheltered in Caffé Nero on the corner of Albion Street and Boar Lane and I feel pretty calm.

What's next? The girl serving is on her own when there should be 2. Chance for a moan. I spoke to Glenn and he moaned about the state of England... The podcast was also all doom and gloom: sea level rise... Moan. Enough moaning already?