White lines

Here’s another picture I took which didn’t end up on Through The Mirrorball.

This was before it was all horrible, overcast and dark. I hate coming home in the dark. Going to work in the dark is okay. At least then you can think “I’m such a dedicated professional, I’m going to work before the sun’s even up“. On the way back you just think “Christ, what the hell am I doing with my life when I can’t even see daylight as a free soul?” This isn’t just me, I’m sure.