May 25, 2002
We're heading to the country house. No, it's not like that. It's not a manor. We don't have stables or P. Diddy as a neighbor. It's a small house with a view of a lake. That kind of country house. It's a quiet place to read or write. Doug plans to write. I plan to read. I always wished I smoked when I visit here. It's that kind of place too. With a back porch, perfect for having that special cigarette. But tobacco gives me a headache so instead I make a cup of tea. It's not the same thing.