After a poor night's sleep, I have another very early start today as I have to travel across London to listen to a couple of lectures. These lectures are going to be given by a world-renowned psychologist on the treatment of depression.
I have to admit that until I was invited to give the lecture about the patient's view of psychotherapy I had never heard of this person. However, over the last couple of days I have been reading up about her and I am looking forward to hearing what she has to say about psychotherapy and depression.
So having done my morning's ablutions I have now only to get myself ready to go out and then set off for the bus stop hoping that I don't have a repeat of the nightmare journey that I had last week when I went to hear 'S' lecture. I've decided to leave a little earlier than I did last week, so knowing my luck everything will go like clockwork and I will end up arriving far too early. Still, it is better to arrive early than to get there late. I'm afraid that I am a bit of a punctuality freak and the rush that I had to make it on time last week unsettled me a little.
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Nothing wrong with being a punctuality freak. It's so much nicer to have to sit and have a cup of tea and read the paper than to have to rush around and get all flustered.
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