well it was, like it is today, a grey januarian saturday. i was semi-dry-janning. waiting in for a parcel. cancelled a vague plan to cycle, running out of daylight, rain and wind coming in. so i went climbing with a pal and then we got ‘pan-malaysian’ food and presumably drank soda or water or something else disappointing like that. why am i suddenly hungry?
on a grey saturday, and made plans to break plans
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