A note to myself :
There's a lot going in the windmills of my mind.
I need to get away from the P.C. out into fresh air ...walk ..... give the old grey matter an airing and body a well deserved walkabout.
Resistance.
The mind is as cunning as a fox,
So easy to stay put .
Out ... I say .. out !













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