The most exciting part of my day came before I got to the office.

I only went and repaired a goddamned fucking fence.

You know the storm we had the other day? Yeah? Yeah. Well I hadn’t been out onto my roof patio thing since then. Until late last night, that is. And what did I discover when I eventually ventured out?
I discovered that mother nature had torn down my entire fence. The only thing that stops me and any guests I might be entertaining on my room from falling six stories to their death. There was nothing else for it, it had to be fixed.

And so, first thing this morning, I was out on my roof, hammer in hand, nails in mouth, repairing a fence. Prising away broken slats, removing snapped – snapped! – nails and putting all back as it should be. And I tell you what: it’s a bloody great feeling, fixing something.

I’m going to start breaking things, just so I can fix them. Like a sort of DIY Munchausen’s-by-proxy.

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