May be triggering. Feel free to pass up.

 Work was  a bit traumatic yesterday.  I didn't write about it last night because when I got in I decided to have an awesome chat with Rory, and then I passed out.  I got home really late last night and was absolutely knackered. 

( Under a cut, just in case )

I'm glad I saw him, though.  It's given me a lot to think about, but at the same time, I feel as if it was the right thing to do.