Day 0274

Late to bed but early to rise, emerging from my borrowed sleeping bag in a borrowed Piccadilly appartment like the pretender I truly am. Breakfast and Tate Modern, then home to Suffolk and a beautiful summer evening.

Felt happy and contended in the afterglow of a happy evening and the pleasure of good company.

Read up more about my INTP personality type, and feel giddy with joy to hear my own thoughts and predelictions are not weird and unique but are shared and treasured by a great many others. Plenty of strategies to learn to defeat the bad bits of the logical personality and excellent to more clearly understand my weaknesses and areas where I need help.