Up too late last night, drinking wine with Jo, Krystof and Guy. Up too early this morning, then did one of those time-machine sleeps, where suddenly it's three hours later and you didn't even feel yourself drifting off again. Fucking rain. Everyone is cooped up, wandering the corridors, eating without intent, pacing, hanging together in the kitchen, but not really even chatting. We all feel off, if you know what I mean.
I take a handful of walks, one after the other, take photographs of the amusement park, closed for summer because without ferries, no one is lining up for the rides. Slowly, through the mild hangover and the heavy rain, I think my project is coming together.
We shall see...
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