Haven’t done a thing since 7pm apart from play the kids at chess online and ensure our Kid here doesn’t stray into a disastrous financial humiliation relationship with an online ‘girl’ he ‘met’ thru Gus’s escort rarely seen girlfriend, as confirmed by The Dudes
An uncanny way of working, the ecosystems of knowledge around where might be open re insert problem, eg pharmacy or if a unit has its own pharmacy. If you’d told me 25 years ago I’d be surrounded by about 10,000 time released oxy tablets (just sublingually wait for the coating to disperse), never would have believed the volumes
The lighting of building varies - halogen strip lighting, older flickering standard house bulbs in side rooms that must have served as out bedrooms at one point in one gaff, Victorian units where the lamps have been adjusted from candle to gas to electrical but they retain their original shape, deep blue colour and design (one small detail), the wings with panelled stained-glass windows hardly anyone visits. Not eerie - warm, familiar now, count the steps and turns and light switch placements and alarms in case it kicks off or a death
White lights, pearl bedside light, blue shifting day rooms empty with chairs in horse shoes, peach amber in Victoriana, the light of open glass-sided office spaces where renovations have worked so you get an entire floor lit in summer with air con boasting the ideals of old and new hybridised. In the night? It’s just a moraine of coloured light dots - wifi blue, pale red power extension multi plugs, and in the deepest reaches past closed hr and admin pools complete with photos of loved ones and friends and a card here and there, across appalling desk units spruced into dens, a web of glowing hibernation