The poor earth is confused by the unseasonably mild weather we have had, and daffodils are emerging. Its all wrong.
All is not quite right in the wider world, or my own world, and I need to keep figuring what I need to change. Maybe a good bit of snow is what I need too - a chance to build creatively and lie back in it and create a snow angel.
I like that today lots of people are listening to Bowie songs in honour of him and his music.
I think I can safely conclude that if I fall asleep whilst reading my book at a loud drumming lesson, then a) the book isn't all that gripping and b) I need an early night.
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