1st April:
Yesterday I found myself sitting on the toilet whilst drinking an espresso with one hand and typing an email on my laptop with the other.
I suspect it may be time for a holiday.
A day is, by its very nature, a limited and finite period of time. Life in miniature. Each day we follow a curve and, at the end of the day, reflect on its theme, however obvious or obscure. Here, I ruminate over these strands for your personal delectation.
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