End of the day
The end of another busy day and I can't help wondering where its all gone. Fortunately, I haven't spent quite as much time staring at the Eurovision homepage as I had done yesterday and getting a handle on quick updates seems to have been accomplished. All very good. We are a well oiled machine.
For tonight I have an evening of comfort food and the radio to look forward to. The thought of immersing myself in yet more Eurovision seems a bridge too far. Thank God there's a night off from all the frivolity.
I'm still not entirely clear how I'm going to be feeling post-Saturday night. There'll be the usual mourning but will be sad the experience is over? Relieved the experience is over ? Or maybe a little numb?