Driving up to the post office and sending two parcels, one to my aunt the other to a friend.
The first contained photos; the second a book i have just finished reading and which i think he will enjoy too, though i suspect that he will never open it.
Starting a list of "things i would like to have buried with me".
The final chapter of The Traveller is on that list.
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