TALES OF AN ORANGEPEELER
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Distraction, blessed distraction, in its amazing variety. Pomegranates eaten on a sunny balcony. The unexpected heat of a late September day. The surprise of finding an omnibus of novels by Ursula K. Le Guin in the bookshop. The deliciousness of chilli by your beloved. Walking into the balmy night, by the moonlit river. More, more, more. It helps to switch off the wi-fi. To forgive yourself too. Maybe to forgive others.