22 August 2010
I shall read myself to sleep, finding exhaustion in adventures with compasses and spectacles and forgotten castles. And I shall eat toast, and get crumbs in the bed which will frustrate me so that I cannot sleep. So I shall stay awake all night to watch the sunrise, and Perceville my cat shall walk in and confide in me that the other cats do not accept him, because his whiskers are eccentric and I shall sympathize most sincerely.
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mrrr... toast crumbs...
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