Today I saw another human being for more than a few minutes at a time. Imagine that! I probably garbled incoherently for 90 minutes, aghast at having somebody in front of me in real life and not through a computer screen. If you’re reading this, sorry.
The only real downside is that I was too busy gasbagging away to take too many photos. But, considering I must have been to Thompson’s Park 100s of times, I’m sure I don’t really need anymore.
It was another classic Cardiff day. Left the house in brilliant sunshine, returned to it in torrential downpour. Some of the heaviest rain I’ve been in for a long while, I even had to change my clothes when I got home. My coat is still wet as I write this. The dog was absolutely furious. She still might be.
I actually kind of liked it in a strange way – and I didn’t even mind that it seemed to stop almost the exact moment I stepped over the threshold back into the house. Further good news was little signs of spring in the park – the days are getting noticeably longer too.
It feels much more hopeful, as if life is coming back to normal. Maybe. I’m hoping for a few more not-solo walks in the not-too-distant future. Isn’t it amazing how even just a little bit of proper interaction can elevate your mood?
Distance – 2.81miles
Time – 1:47