One more small one and then it’s off to become unconscious. You’d
think I’d relax when I’m unconscious, wouldn’t you? I don’t. I have dreams
about certain women playing conflicting roles in my life and wake up wrecked.
Saturday, 7 September 2019
Late Conflicts.
I’m constantly being reminded that there are wars going on
all over the place these days. Wars between the liberals and conservatives, the
rebels and the governments, the idealists and the pragmatists, those who want a
better tomorrow and those who want to preserve yesterday, and most of all those
who think Hermione should have married Harry and those who think Ron was the perfect
match. Reading the news and watching YouTube is becoming quite dispiriting.
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