back to writing after a weeks sabbatical during which i wandered through country hedgerows with my hands clasped behind my back, stooped over with the effort of concentration. Thus, my boots are covered in cow dung but my fingers have started talking again after their lengthy repose and my imagination is verily in a fever.

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