About 7 minutes until the opening begins. I worked half an hour late and then skulked on through to the newly freed up computers - people do like to leave on time here. I am beginning to wonder if I would have been better just to go home and catch up on sleep, which is really indicative of how boring I am.
But if I do not go to the opening, I will never look at the exhibition at all even though it is in the same building. It's just one of those things, like not visiting people who live around the corner.
It appears the exodus is occuring. I must prepare myself for forced chit chat and the glow of pride I may feel when I recognise one of the supports I made.
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