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My mum took these before I even came along. I thought they were rather wonderful.
I'm going to Devon tomorrow. It's been about ten years since we last went so it's really quite exciting. I'm quite nervous, my tummy hurts. I hope we can still remember how to camp... It'll be nice to spend some time away from home though. I always feel so much more alive near the sea, and I am desperate for some sort of energy boost other than coffee.
I've found the only way I can sleep at the moment is to listen to these completely random playlists I keep making which most of the time is not sleep inducing music. I suppose that's better than the television which has previously been the only way since the age of about nine! I keep putting things like Vaughan Williams next to Laura Nyro and Ry Cooder next to Holst. Edith Piaf followed by The Rolling Stones was interesting... I can't seem to concentrate on any books much to my annoyance, it has to be music. Music is odd... I sometimes sit there and think, this is weird. A lot of the time, the song has existed since before I was born in some sort of song parallel universe on vinyl or cd... and now here I am listening to it... and then when I stop listening to it... it disappears until the next time. It's a bit like that thing where you suddenly find yourself fixated on a word and think to yourself how strange it sounds. I remember once sitting mulling the name David over and over and it suddenly started sounding funny, odd and wrong. I used to do that a lot when I was little but it hardly ever happens now.
I have this feeling it is going to be wet and muddy so perhaps I should put my wellies in the car... Sorry I have nothing much very interesting to talk about. It's very quiet round here.
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