It's weekend! Woohoo. I love holiday days.

Things went fine today. Went to the hospital and delivered my urine samples. I'm glad that's done.

I met someone from the Reva center while I was waiting for the bus. A nice lady, she always says hi to me when she comes in to work and I'm sitting and reading in my break. Turns out she lives in the same neighbourhood as me. Who would have thought. She's around 40-50 I think. She asked me if I knew her kids. I don't though. I don't exactly know a lot of people around where I live, since I don't go out and socialize much. But still fun that we live so close to each other.

At work I talked to Ester about the whole doctor/samples thing. Told her what's going on. They're interested in the results too of course. The big goal is to make me able to get a proper job on my own. Getting rid of the tiredness would be a big help. A normal workday is a little more realistic if you aren't falling asleep after two hours.

On my way home I suddenly got the strangest mental image. Or flashback. I don't know where it came from. But I got this feeling of being at the beach. Maybe it was the high sun that did it. There was some kind of smell of seaweed and seashells. I couldn't hear the ocean, just cars passing on the nearby road. But it was strange. I haven't been to the beach in 15 years or something. I wonder where it all came from.

I miss swimming. In the ocean. I almost don't remember what it's like. I just miss it.

Now I'll go think of being on the beach with Skye. Can't be bad.

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