I’ve just discovered the downside of writing in a notebook as opposed to writing on a computer.
You can lose a notebook. I ain’t lost track of a computer yet.
Later: I decided to go out for a bike ride and retrace all my steps yesterday from the last place I am absolutely sure I had the notebook, which was at the fountain park with Simon. So I ended up taking a five mile bike ride this afternoon, which is good, but there is no notebook to be had, which is bad. Given the wind we’re having today, if the notebook was out there, it is gone by now.
This’ll larn me to enter in what I’ve fucking written down a little more promptly. Fifty to sixty pages appear to be gone.
Needless to say, I am not a happy camper right now.