Friday 19 December 2008

  • Setting out this morning - not late, in no rush, with no deadlines or obligations - into bright, clear and crisp light.
  • Spending the evening pottering around the flat wearing a large, and faintly ridiculous, red rose 1920s headband (and perhaps dancing like a flapper in front of a mirror on occasion)
  • Flipping my parting. Tired, abused hair covered in as long as it took to try on a hat which needed hair in a different direction. Haircut postponed til January.
  • Stacking a pile of books (in haphazard fashion, mind you) on shelves - clear floors.
  • A fresh tube of mascara, finally.

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