This morning

I had the fags and coffee feeling very groggy. I was deep in thought about today and tomorrow. Today I'm going to be at the gardening thing. Tomorrow I have an early start, as I'm harpsichording at the historic building for a group of autistic kids, and then doing my usual shift there. Afterwards it'll be straight up to the man who is helping me with work. This morning I am very mindful that my recent appeal will be decided on by this coming Friday.