Reading about things I don't understand.

I haven't done much today at all.

I'm listening to Bob Dylan and the sun is shining through the window. Lovely and warm.
I'm now listening to Bob Marley. Thanks to Spotify and The Guardian online, I've managed to access a playlist of songs about revolution. If only it were enough to drown out the boisterous sound of bass speakers from the room down the halls.

Returning to the topic of what I have done today, well, it hasn't been entirely unproductive. I cleaned by room, wrote a blog (two in one day for those of you who actually read this), re-read some of 'A Grain of Wheat' (a novel by Ngugi wa Thiong'o about the effects of colonialism on the people of Kenya) and made some notes. I also read some online news articles including a piece on Carol Ann Duffy becoming poet laureate and Stephen Fry's letter to his 16 year old self.

Bob and his Wailers are wailing at full volume now; the boys are chanting something or other.