Strangers in Your Whimsical Isolation,

I could move into a coffee shop and live there, Rosie Taylor Project made me believe so. Their album, This City Draws Maps is lovely; the song, Good Café on George Street makes me long for the city of my yooni, Embra. The album has such a beautiful mix of instruments.

I also wish I could kick a ball in a park all day, I forget the last time I came close to the perfect punt but the time for parklife has sadly past.

I wonder who the actions that are classed as “conservation” are really for. Is this construction on the Loch Leven heritage trail worthwhile? Is it possible to gaze upon pond skaters? I could have acquired a spade for myself.