Today, I am grateful for my friend's generosity and thought, near and far.
I am thankful for Mersea and its calming atmosphere. Also, the hospitality and delicious food at The Company Shed, and also the landscape and view at Cudmore Grove Country Park.
I am thankful for a curious dream, in which I was in a terraced street (I believe in Leeds) and also, inside the house I was stood outside of, in the living room. Four people arrived one at a time, and I greeted them (outside and inside). One had a pretty convincing orange bob wig on. As they compiled in the living room, it dawned up me that they were meant to be with one another, a gang perhaps? a theatre troupe? I have forgotten some key parts of the narrative revelation, but not the feeling.
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