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I went out to watch bats flying over the lake. I didn't go for the bats, I didn't know about the bats, but out I went and there bats were. I went out because of a small house and two films, and feeling not quite right. I went out because Smaller looked like she could use some air and Jock Jock had never been to the lake. I went out because there didn't seem quite enough oxygen and the world felt too small.

World still feels too small.

I want to lie in the grass and look up at the stars, but you can't see the stars in Cardiff. I don't know quite where I want to be but it's somewhere that's else, and I don't know who it is I want to be with but whoever it is they're not here.

The day just feels slightly off, and I can't put my finger on why.