A day of decadence and drudgery. Lazing around, revelling in the delightful "The Alchemist" by Paulo Coelho. It's a simple tale, simply told, but it warms the heart. Oh dear, don't I wax rhapsodical.

But somewhere in there I needed to begin tidying up the room. Much junk was summarily evicted from my life. Poor junk. Much other junk was simply moved around the room, so now I have to move it all back before I can go to sleep.

I hate packing.