Deathville is almost redeemed by its proximity to beautiful areas of woodland. Almost...
Today Bert dragged me through the forest, chasing imaginary - or maybe there were real, I just couldn't see them - rabbits. He now smells of muddy wood and water.
The rest of the day has been spent reading "Getting Things done" and not doing anything. I feel naively optimistic about buying a labeller and following flow charts to get my life together. It might be stupid but it could, I think, be fun.
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