All day from my desk I've been able to see the person who sits outside the Sainsbury's. It's been raining all afternoon; people hurrying past, though many stop to chat and offer money. Feeling furious at it all, the stupidity of it, the sadness.
We MUST vote the Tories out, now.
It's awful. What's struck me today is the additional discomfort, on top of rain, cold, hunger, of it being too dark to read; too wet to write or do a crossword, no music – the fact of being so alone with your thoughts when your thoughts must be so heavy. We're not built for this.