squirmelia | Entries tagged with swinging

It was half my lifetime ago now that I first read Microserfs by Douglas Coupland.

I dreamt last night that I really wanted to work in a soup kitchen. In my dream, I then looked on Twitter for the tag #thingstodobeforeyoudie or something like that.

It's really quite cold outside, but I found the swing had returned yesterday, so I just had to escape the office to play on it.

Next to the river, I found the piece of wood tied to a rope, attached to a tree, and started swinging, happily, and singing to myself, just slightly.

There was also a trail of breadcrumbs which I followed.