I haven't written in a while. I'm sorry!
Things have been hectic on this side, what with going to the Grahamstown Festival and then Vac Work and then finding a lift back to plett at 11am, and taking it at 1.
So I'm home. I've started catching up on sleep and happily realising I still have a while to go before I have to go to work work. Every. Single. Day.
I suited up every morning this week, and this drawing is to remind myself of collared shirts and glasses and pin-striped suits and strutting up St Georges Mall to the High Court to file something...and then strut-strut-strutting all the way back down.
The life of a lawyer is not nearly as glamorous as I'd hoped. And work clothes? They're still pretty damn average.
But the smile? It's there. I had such a great time!
xx