It’s funny how only yesterday I was trying to work myself into the mood where I’d rejoice in the stuff that I always used to find more thrilling in my youth.
Then, today, the snow came. And melted again, but came again. And melted again. And yet it kept coming… and I rejoiced in the soft crunch of the white powder under my feet, and of the giddy childhood pleasure in running around in white stuff.
And I got exam results I’m happy with, and we went to Elephant & Castle for chicken wings, and all is basiicaly great with the world.
Sorry for the genuinely pathetic blogging of the last ten days or so, life has been awfully hectic and the blog has simply had to move aside for other things. I’ll share bigger thoughts soon, I assure you.