I'm in a gig, in Cambridge. I have again nothing to do.
But I'm not fussed. I drive in, in my classic Audi Cabriolet (it's an absolute joy). I read my kindle, go to some meetings occasionally. Then drive home in said Audi.
I literally have nothing to complain about.
Nothing.
Feels weird.
But I'm not fussed. I drive in, in my classic Audi Cabriolet (it's an absolute joy). I read my kindle, go to some meetings occasionally. Then drive home in said Audi.
I literally have nothing to complain about.
Nothing.
Feels weird.
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