Thursday, May 13, 2004

dum di dum di dum. another year or so flashes by, and you vow that your Trappist habits will be no more. you wake up and it's spring and there's a surge of enthusiasm that lasts until you read the paper. but you press on regardless, eh?

i heard a philip larkin poem on 'thought for the day' this morning - 'days'. i must be getting old, because the cliches about making the most of every day feel emotionally true.

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