Utter madness at The Cabin. People queuing out of the door as far as the bus stop; please use the public transport service instead of ours? However, in my mind this all seemed perfectly regular, as today was the last day in my week-long series of nauseating activity and group activities. The natural order was merely manifesting itself in the physical.
Despite that, I still found it incredibly relaxing to cook for myself at home. The whole creation process is quite therapeutic. As always, throughout the day I was accompanied by only the most epic tunes. Florence + The Machine had already been exhausted at work, but there was plenty more room for melancholic melodies in the evening.