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sitting in a coffee shop instead of the reading hall and write and read bohemian style for once

looking forward to a sunny weekend at the desk, but still sunny

getting treated with acupuncture and cupping, which relieved most of my stress big time

realising how relaxing it is to have to wait for a bus somewhere, just standing there with an audio book in my ears and the sun on my nose, waiting. I love waiting, it’s some of the highest quality time with myself

talking about color perception through light with a friend

seeing things grow grow grow!

the full moon, that glanced into my window tonight, in all it’s glorious tangerineness

making up words like tangerineness. it’s a word now guys, deal with it!