Adjusting back in

Not that there's much need, really. Waking up to the familiar alarm clock, getting up like a robot, shower, email, breakfast, tea in a thermos mug and to the car. I tried changing the gear only once on my right side, and my little car responds to my commands like a dream - I like driving my dad's bigger car for comfort, but I love how my little lowrider is so quick and agile. Traffic was light, the roadworks on A34 were gone, and at work I had SummerSlam tickets for ringside (row 2) waiting on my desk. I had very few important emails waiting, and none of them were addressed to me personally.

Life is good.