Tuesday, July 27, 2004

The thinking thing

It was one of those sunsets where it looks as if the horizon is on fire: like a distant battle is taking place and vast armies are burning in ruins. On these evenings Canary Wharf looks like a distant, sinister castle.

The TV is broken. Really, I should be traumatised, sometimes it is the only company I have in an evening (hmmm, that doesn't make me sound dreadfully interesting) ... without it I may be forced to (shudder) think!

I wonder how many calories thinking burns, should be loads -- I am knackered by the end of the day and all I'm doing is thinking. In a fair society it would be more than real exercise, that way thinkers would be slim and gorgeous as well as intelligent ... although I suppose it's quality of thought that makes the value, rather than sheer quantity.


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