On the Buses

So I somehow survived today. Didn't end up as bad as I'd imagined it might (worst case scenario being my dayrider ticket was only available one way and I got stuck an hour's walk from home). Luckily neither of those things happened but on the hand, I forgot that libraries don't stay open as long on a Saturday. I was in luck with the City Centre Library but when I arrived at North Prospect, they were already closing up. I tried to get to a different bus stop to take myself down to Devonport and ended up facing a billion dead ends on a still-under-construction housing estate. Suffice to say, it took me way too long to get there so I stayed for a good while, writing poetry and reading Blake. I couldn't be asked to cook (for once) so bought a pasty instead for dinner, before heading home to type up my poems, have some ice cream, and relax. Tomorrow is laundry day and looking over War of the Worlds - plus maybe starting to consider my story introduction for Dramatic Writing.