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In which I see hope on the horizon.

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In which I sleep

Today, I woke up at 09:23, rolled around for a bit, called my mum, and considered bathing. I did not bathe because at 09:30, I was informed that a courier I was expecting at midday would actually be arriving within the next hour. He did arrive, not before he got lost near Tesco on my … Continue reading In which I sleep