After the rain this evening.
All day I stay inside, working at the kitchen table. The rain hammers on the conservatory plastic roof so loudly that I have to go into the sitting room and close the door so I can hear myself talk on the phone.
Later I fall asleep under a soft blanket on the sofa.
I feel a cold creeping into my head and my nose.
Denial and its aftermath is exhausting.
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