Today has been rather bittersweet. I met with collegues from my old job, all of who have either been made redundant or who will be made redundant within the next 3 - 9 months. Most are well, all seem happy, but it has driven home how much I miss working with people who I've built up a relationship with. I've only been in my new role for just over 2 months, and while everyone is very nice and welcoming, I miss the easiness of interaction and shared humour that only comes from knowing people for a long time.
We had lunch at a pub, sat in the beer garden beside the river. The river is tidal, which means that it can either be very pretty or rather unfortunate looking depending on the time of day. It was all soggy mud banks while we were there, and the industrial nature of that part of town meant that the view was of some gas towers, however the sun was shining and the food was delicious, and the general atmosphere was just so nice that the view didn't really matter. By now I imagine the tide is fully in and the sunset is making everything look pink and soft and lovely.
I don't really have anything exciting to write about, just a general desire to post something, even if it is just waffle. This evening has left me feeling a bit gloomy and reflective, which is probably not the best way to blog. Thinking about writing has me full of that feeling of creative frustration, where you want to make something, but have no inspiration for anything, just a bundle of restless energy and a blank document.