Today I woke groggy, ate breakfast, and went to water my tomatoes to wake myself up. I spent much of the day researching where in Londres I might study. The point is to find not just an interesting person to work with, but an interesting community to be with. My studies would provide this anyway with my comrades, since it is a practical project, but I’d like another community within the academy.
I felt uninspired the whole day, even while working towards this project I do find inspiring, then went out to the Field, which is slowly cranking back up again. I took bread with me, the softest sweetest bread imaginable, brought to us at Cold Blow Farm by an anonymous benefactor. It was good to see people working at the Field again, and even do a little work myself. It was good to see a small slice of utopia emerging in Londres after it received such a battering from people and circumstance. The Red Flash had got her friends around helping and the atmosphere was relaxed and convivial. The bread was well received.
Now to prepare myself mentally for the working week. In fact what I must prepare for is how to use my working week to further my own nefarious ends. I am plotting to continue my research into research, and how to further the housing project, and drafting an article. This will be done, of course, while carrying out my real job in a thoroughly professional and efficient manner.
Some people say I’m superhuman, but the truth is I couldn’t do it without the support of my friends and the rage inspired in me by my enemies. The world all fits together, in a certain way.