And the Springtime Will Come!

          I think it starts with the snowdrops, then come the crocuses and then the daffodils. After that, come hail or snow, I don't care. Everything is getting better: more colour, more light, more light.

         And I'm getting to feel like I'd just like to sit down in the lobby and meditate all the time. This might be because I've spent a long weekend drinking and taking drugs and behaving like an idiot all the time. This is the life I'm living, a not very sensible one!