Today I did not one productive thing. Is this permissable within a week of returning from (a long and mind blowing, hot-sun-ruddy-cheeks-wide-eyes kind've) holiday? When there is so much to be done? Surely not. And yet here I am, still standing. I seem to do no-productive-thing more and more often these days, in an attempt to understand what it even means to be productive, and whether the things we ought to do really are the things we ought to do...? That aside - these musings shall perhaps rear their head more substantially later - consider yourself warned that I have just returned from said glorious holiday, and that telling images will soon surface with all the expected #wanderlust to ensue and #humblebrag-ging, etcetera.
xo
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