Sat down at 7.30pm after a full day in theatre

I didn’t get to say goodnight to my youngest monkey and I’m disproportionately sad about it

Then my mind returns to the real world and I realise I’m more frightened about getting COVID at work and it affecting my family

Returning to work has definitely had an effect on my kids. My eldest brought a Farsi book into the toilet at 6 am this morning and asked if I could read it to him.

He never does this, his dad was with him so he normally just ask his dad.

I sat on the toilet floor and read it

I was late for my walk so I had to pay for an uber, when I’m trying to save, because I couldn’t bear to say no to him again because of work

Then at work I sit in rooms and think, there’s no way I won’t get COVID. I just don’t think the protections are rigorous enough

My mind racing all the time.

Times that by thousands of people. And you have the staff body of the NHS who are going to work everyday, in high risk environments, all worrying too

Then I get home & read some fucker did graffiti on a GP practices wall that ‘doctors don’t care’

There’s no point to this thread, I’m just thinking out loud. Cus I’m disappointed mostly.