things change

It’s an untypical day.
There is an amazing blue sky and not a single cloud.
I’m sat in the garden. In March!
It’s warm and the grass is growing.
I’m on my own.
I don’t feel too good and I haven’t eaten anything.
It’s an untypical day.

But typically, I’m reading a book, Jim Crace’s Being Dead, and so far, it’s a wonderful read.