Family

Met up with my cousin J (which is distinct from colleague J) today near work. In the square outside my office we stood, our arms around each other to keep warm against the darkening chill, as I told her about how I had dug myself deeper into a hole.

We went and sat down in the reception of my building, chilled out, shared stories, as people walked in and out through the turnstiles. I felt relaxed, safe, alive—even threw my head back in laughter like I would out of work. My guard was down. It's strange.. I don't realise that at work, subconsciously, I always have my guard up. It's only when family or someone from out of work comes into my work sphere and I realise that it's a different feeling altogether.

I'm so glad my cousin is back here in the UK. And in London. And that my "baby" cousin is coming too. This Saturday.

It's nice to have family around. I miss it.