What nature doesn't do to us will be done by our fellow man
Today is fired. Health: worse. Plans for evening: scotched. Internal soundtrack: stuck on "The Merry Minuet," which is why I am attempting to combat it with loud catchy brass. Success: marginal.

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It did get better; I went to see an opera the next day. And then I spent the entirety of today recovering from having gone to see the opera, but still . . .