My Morning Walk: "the door was locked"

Same old same old? Never. My walk always seems fresh to me, like I'm watching a brand new film - by The National Film Board - every day.

Five minutes after taking the above photo at the Thames I discovered the door was locked to The Centre, so my official workout will have to be put on hold until Wednesday. (Pity. I felt so sad as I tugged at the door a second and third time.)

I cried all the way home.

["Frozen tears of misery"]

Photos by GH

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