Did loads today and capped it off by escaping into fantasy via a movie about the first world war. I wish I hadn’t, to be honest with you. I’d much rather have stayed in this world and made it better.
Earlier on today I worked. In between that I carried bags, washed clothes (and would have dried them were it not for the rain), walked far and wide, read a book about conversations with an extra-terrestrial called Tom who is trying to save the world from destruction, ate some great food, emptied the recycling, took a delivery of groceries, washed the dishes and did my Hindi learning. I’m sure that’s not all I did, but that’s all I can think of right now.
It’s also bedtime and I’m rather glad. Just have to wash and brush my teeth are I’ll be ready. Oh, and I will send this out to the world too. I wonder if, when I read it in 20 years time, I’ll be able to remember it all quite as vividly as I do now. I so admire writers who can get all the details down, like that French bloke who wrote about his madeleines. Proust?
Anyways, nighty-night, god-bless, see you in the morning. X