Green. Wet. Quiet.

The pathetic nature of the last entry (after months of silence) made me feel I should do something more towards this Journal.

I'm in Wales for a month, alone, working on my poetry and my recently-ignored PhD. I have a tiny caravan, a pitch among the trees and - this is significant - no Internet connection (in fact, no mobile coverage either. Hm.) I did wonder how I would have felt in the unlikely event that, when I turned this laptop on a few minutes ago, I had received a message saying something like: Welcome to ForestNet, the Forestry Commission's Wireless Cloud... - frankly, I would have packed up and gone home.
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