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Because the lows are getting into autumnal mode, and because a low of 10C/ 50F feels positively wintry after a run of 22C/ low 70sF at 6 a.m., last night I put the down duvet back on the bed. With the result that I refused to get up this morning even though I was awake at 8. Well, and had to get up briefly because cool temps start the debloat process which means shedding water weight. But then I rolled back to sleep not once but three times in my wool and feather nest and had pleasant dreams of my brother and Peter C from uni setting up some kind of computer/ tv/ Wurlitzer for me in one of those familiar settings that will never précise exactly.

Otherwise had a massage that loosened up a few tendons. But things still spasm afterwards. This is getting really old.