It’s a fine day…


and too often I see a sight like this through my window, think what a beautiful day it is, know how good for my physical and mental health it would be to be out in the midst of such glory, then sit indoors on front of work that never quite gets done properly, fretting in an open prison largely of my own devising. But not today. 

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