I just emptied my bags and one of the various things that came out was the programme booklet for Shifting Gears. I just finished reading it properly, and I have been hit by the strangest, strangest wave of enormous nostalgia. It's kind of... inexplicable.
I'm going to take my freshly-filled-with-workout-playlist ipod and proceed to the gym. Angst and ennui. I need to go shopping.
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