Today was St George’s Day, William Shakespeare’s birthday and the International Book Day. Not a bad mix, although I don’t really go in for Catholic saints.
I got to hang out in a library, teach creative writing and watch the rain. All good things. Few things smell better than freshly fallen rain. It’s one of my favourite things about spring.
I can’t stay angry all the time. Sometimes there’s just too much beauty in the world.
And I didn’t have to break out the AK once.