"Jan, what will it be like if we can't talk to each other any more?"
"The boat is here now."
--Shame
Dreamed of being called on to join a high school play at the last minute; riding a bicycle without a safety chain and with only one brake around the streets of my hometown Sackville, N.B.; opening a bag of jelly beans.
Yesterday Father and I went to Scotiabank and I got an interest cheque they'd failed to send me.
I've been redigging the ditch around the garden.
Finished the DVD documentary series Monarchy. (Moira missed half the episodes because she can only watch for a while in the early evening before getting sleepy.)
Dinner was shrimp curry.
Saw the DVD of Ingmar Bergman's Shame. A curious meditation on the debasement of humanity in wartime, it feels pretty real.
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