Hmm, I’m noticing that feeling of rising anxiety when the sun sets. Trying not to feed it. That old fear that I haven’t done enough and the day is ending and something’s going to go wrong. No, no, I’m not going to succumb. I’m too old for this, dammit!

I’ve done some Useful Things today: made rice and dal, paid my licence renewal fee, washed and dried the blanket and sheets, and now I’m going to tidy up my tatty anxiety-brows and pack for a day of training tomorrow. That’s it, I don’t need to do anything else. The day’s been worth it, I can sleep fine. …and if not I have a restavit by my bedside table.