This is a day for:
- dancing to "All I Want Is You" in the kitchen, while making tea (the kitchen has huge glass doors facing the courtyard so this is a risky move)
- slowly regaining the balance in my injured foot
- finding that a brand-new vintage store has sprung up on Fossgate and trying on quite a lot of men's tweed coats (conclusion: I wish I could wear men's tweed coats, but cannot. I did get a brooch though.)
- getting an idea for my Poetry of Loss essay (quotation in elegy, which, not incidentally, will require me to excoriate "The Anxiety of Influence")
- reading things aloud
- looking forward to the weekend.
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