Proof that time flies by: I completely missed this year’s summer solstice in which the longest day of the year ushers in the season’s languid, slothful days as we march inexorably towards the shortest. It is a lovely, ancient rhythm, you just need to get used to it.
One way or another we all do.
My languid day begins at the dentist so I bid you adieu for the time being.
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