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March 2, 2002

Waking up in Canterbury, the sun is incredibly bright coming through the big square window. It pleads with us to wake up, but we resist, clinging to dusky noontime sleep. I finally wake up, and lazily finish off a book I have been reading (Tunnel Visions by Chistopher Ross, pleasant read). After one of the most soothing low-pressure showers I have had in a long time, I type into this machine and recount the very mellow events of the day thus far.

I am visiting a very old friend, Sierra Fisk. It’s really good to see her again, and the sun is shining. Today feels good.

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