It started freezing cold - 4 degrees. Despite the fact it was 2 degrees last week or the week before apparently it was 'colder' today. There was a thick layer of ice on the roof of my car and windscreen. Driving to the station there was a pinkish/purplish sunrise behind me. The sun was already starting to shine against a blue sky and the trees were golden topped in sunlight they looked like they'd been dipped in honey. So pretty.
Being school holidays I thought I'd be in luck and maybe I could get a seat. No. The fuckers had taken out more seats on this train so more people had to stand. Including me. Blegh.
By the time I got to work I was still smiley happy.... unusual.
For me it's the little things that matter most. It is the simple gestures that I really appreciate.
A work colleague that used to work in my dept but rotated out into another group emailed me to say they hadn't seen me in ages and perhaps we could catch up at Friday night drinks. Sure, that would be great but I'll be on a plane to Madrid then.... so we'll have lunch on Wednesday.
One of the secretaries in my group said we should have lunch before I go. That was so lovely. I really appreciated it.
Pizza was great. And just talking about where I'm at and what I'm planning on doing - being open and honest about it with my friends, (which I didn't think I would tell anyone), and having their support is really great. There is no way that 3 years ago I would have opened myself up like I do now. They know I'm not perfect, they know my weaknesses and my fears and yet they still love me for who I am, flaws and awesomeness in one. They put up with my insecurities and my tears but then also my laughter, sillyness and happiness.
It's nice to belong.
And to be wrong.
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