there were some good comedy moments, like i had to keep checking my phone cos i was technically at work and i would take it out and look at my messages and all the words were just popping out the screen. thankfully nothing i had to respond to.
i kept stopping at every bench, cos i felt very strongly that i should drink some water, then i'd get to the bench, forget why i had stopped, get distracted by the patterns on the wood and the rainbow colours everywhere, then set off again, then get thirsty etc.
cos i walk that route every day now, i pass by a few joggers, dog walkers and fishermen who i normally say hello to, so i was doing that, but being very forthright and giggly, they mustve thought i was mental.
and i was constantly paranoid that i would fall in the canal, but then started to go really near the edge cos when the rain started the ripples were really nice. and then i saw an actual fucking trolley in the canal and it was like this weird ghost or something.