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Strange world, these days. More importent than ever to document it!
I hate it for today’s generation, Paule. But I’m glad you seem to have made a good name for yourself!
Sometimes I find it quite liberating to inhabit a time and be a part of a generation that are both apparently doomed. With no expectations put on me to succeed I wonder if it sets me free to stare all day at women who look like her rather than pretending to want a serious career in academia.
In other news, Paule, your advice to cycle 14 miles to ‘work of that hang over’ has turned out to be exceptionally bad. I very well may die today and you will have to kiss the red pen in my coffin and take a nice photo to stick on my grave stone. Dead rosie 🙁 Although I do feel slightly better knowing I inspired this photo to be published. It makes me want to go and get more tattoos…once these caffine pills start working and I cash that Japanese cheque you sent me….you did send it, right?? X
Ah, one of the lost. We have been labeled thus and I can’t rightly deny it when I look around. still I think some will break the mold that has been shaped for us. I plan to be among those. The rest be damned.
Nice photo BTW and LOL @ the comments. Please tell me you didn’t prescribe a 14mile bike ride as a cure for hangover. That’s just horrible!
I am lucky to still be alive…