Numbers.

Serial numbers on a rubbish chute.

My blog's turning into a daily-photo-blog-kind-of thing! And I am sleepier than I was yesterday, thanks largely to a spontaneous decision to go running that in retrospect was a bad idea and therefore I shall retreat to the comforting enclave that I define as my room and lie on the bed and drift off to sleep where all that is required of you is to dream and no longer think about anything. Yay.