Cycled to the other side of town and spent a long time fruitlessly wandering endless shiny hospital corridors trying to find the copy of my scan that I had been told was waiting for collection.

When I got back home and emailed them with my disappointment they responded that it was my fault for coming on a sunday.

But it's monday today.

Later I went to a lecture at the university to find a note on the door saying it had been transferred to another room in another department which entailed walking through endless shiny academic corridors. There was no one in the the other room in the other department and all the lights were off.

Haven't really felt myself since I saw the Horizon programme about reality explaining how we are all in at least two places at the same time and are probably holograms projected from information retained on the periphery of a black hole