After a lovely week in Berlin, a second in Prague, it's home to the compound feeling a little too mellow, perhaps. After a self-imposed virtual news blackout, I may just mellow away completely. Ah, but tomorrow's Sunday and I'm sure a glance over the morning papers should end this blissful interlude, but who can tell? Perhaps my spleen is at last vented to the point of complacency, lethargy, boredom, apathy, and I can now turn the corner to stoogedom with an empty skull and an idiotic grin on my face.
We'll see.
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