Evidently it must be something about the weather that makes people waste time. I spent the day pottering, not leaving the house, barely getting dressed. I made breakfast, I tidied my room (a constant occupation for any Gemini Monkey) and generally lounged about. Outside my window, the sun burned down from a brilliant blue sky, heating up forgotten memories of summer holidays spent in the park, in the garden, time innocently wasted as a kid with friends, all decades ago and perfect then. It is so important to take days off from being an adult to do these things again.