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the journal of Michael Werneburg

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Kawasaki, 2020.03.15

Today I walked for about 4.5 hours. First I went back to everyone's favorite gully to pick up some storage things and groceries. I returned by about noon and decided to have a nap. I then woke at 13:30 and decided there was still more cruft I needed for the apartment. But it was sunny and if not exactly warm then at least not too windy. So I decided to walk around a very large cemetery that's been built atop a hill across the valley. I walked all over it, even descending an unmarked (but paved!) trail from the lower half into a gorge and across to the upper half.

Then I went and did more housewares shopping. I even found a lint roll thing for the dark pants that I washed with two new and very cheaply made towels. D'oh!

I can't find peanut butter anywhere.

rand()m quote

Remove everything that has no relevance to the story. If you say in the first chapter that there is a rifle hanging on the wall, in the second or third chapter it absolutely must go off. If it's not going to be fired, it shouldn't be hanging there.

—Anton Chekhov