I should be changing our clocks but why bother? Time is relative and, unless you need to be at a certain place at a certain time, it doesn't matter. I always have my breakfast at breakfast time and my lunch at lunchtime but it doesn't really matter if the clock says it is 8 o'clock or 11 o'clock, the fruit toast is just as delicious.
I turned on Youtube this morning and Steve was getting on a plane to Ireland. It was a whim; he had no plans and no luggage but the possibility opened before him and he grabbed it. Spontaneity is a wonderful thing. I often dream about heading to the airport carrying just a credit card but I soon come back to earth. My card would probably take me to Melbourne but I'd probably have to sleep on a bench at the airport and there's no fun in that. Better to stay at home where I know there will always be fruit toast in the pantry if I fancy it.
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