Doing Nothing

So, sorry I haven't updated for a week. I've been very busy with my project of living entirely off unadorned pasta and porridge, while being driven loopy by the isolation of living in a tower on my own for two weeks.

One symptom of this is that I've listened to the newly-aqquired 'teardrop' by Massive Attack a total of 19 times in 36 hours. What's more, I've found the chorus line is "Fearless on my breath". At about five in the afternoon, not having left by five-metres-by-five-metres all day, that's starting to make a lot of sense. On reflection, I consider this a bad sign.

I'm going back to Devon this afternoon. Expect the normal whining to commence soon, but hey! At least there are people there.

stumbling a little