Right, it's day 2 of my quest to find myself by picking through the smouldering wreckage of my actions for clues. So, what did I do last night, and what does it tell me about myself? Let's see...
I rode home, washed-up, packed a bag for our cycling trip to The Netherlands tomorrow, helped the missus prepare the tea, popped out for a couple of drinks, watched some cycling, played the guitar a bit. Hmm...much like the evening before. I can only conclude from this that I should retire. Still, this is a mid-term project. Frome wasn't built in a day.
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