Looking back at 2015
I’ve started to write this on December 30th, sitting on a train in Lincolnshire at 7:30am, on my way to work. It’s still completely dark outside, and half the country is still on holiday. I feel slightly jarred, like the alarm clock went off, but no one else has had to get up.
Feeling disjointed is somewhat appropriate – it aids my reflections on the last 12 months.