Thursday, 11 June 2015


Not sure if I'm so relaxed lately that I'm actually sleeping deeper and therefore not dreaming as much, but another very brief recollection from last night. 

I was in my greenhouse and there was an abundance of ripe red tomatoes ready to be picked. Instead of harvesting the ample crop, I spent an age carefully measuring each one. I recorded each andevery tomato in a book. Odd. 

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