Writing and Musing

I'm multitasking: simultaneously writing the last two chapters of my book (oh, so slow and painful!) and at work doing my shift in clearing.
The Northern Line is not working so it took me two and a half hours to get here by bus and the Jubilee Line. I can hear the technical staff whistling and singing next door in the store room.
I stopped writing to stretch my legs. They have now been stretched.
The news is so distracting! On purely emotional level, it seems like a battle between lying psychopaths and decent and ethical people. Because psychopaths always want to be top dog, surely they will just end up obliterating each other?
The alternative (obliterating us) does not bear thinking about.
Back to work.