Got up at 8:16.
Dreamed of the Neil Innes song "I'm the Urban Spaceman" (an actual song I heard in Britain in the early 1980s); seeing our Sackville home from the nearby cemetery, now overrunning the whole neighbourhood. [Like in that W. Somerset story about the Chongqing burial grounds.]
The form for rejoining Employment Supports arrived in the mail.
The new Harper's arrived. It has an incisive essay by Thomas de Zengotita on the USA's mindset in the post-9/11 era.
Another dance lesson. We covered a lot of ground.
Dinner was roast beef.
Finally saw The Others on the DVD they gave me when I became an Alliance Cinemas member. It's a curious haunted house movie, relying on suggestion, with a plot twist [spoiler warning!] borrowed from The Sixth Sense.
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