I've had quite an afternoon. I arrived in the next town with plenty of time to spare. Then it all started going downhill. I walked and walked and followed what I thought was the right road. Then I walked some more. Eventually I arrived just by the shopping precinct near to where I live. So I asked for directions. Then I walked a vast distance, sometimes along busy roads without pavements, along grass verges and trying to avoid falling in ditches. I arrived at my destination with only two minutes to spare, dehydrated, work out, and my knees hurting even more than they had earlier.
I had a very good (but upsetting) in-depth interview with the shrink. He has got me a care co-ordinator, which is very reassuring. He's also prescribed me some tablets, that I've agreed to take on condition that they don't turn me into a zombie. The trouble is I'm not supposed to drink with them. That's fine, but I am prepared to overlook that whenever I'm round my best friend's.
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