I was thinking about the joy of finding a new way to get to a place. There are expensive hotels in Britain but they're very cheap in the late autumn. I wonder if it's worth going to the coast in the late autumn time when the price is reduced to one third. I could put that on my little bucket list I guess.
I wonder who is reading this now, and what now is. Perhaps a much older version of me is reading this now. Perhaps a being that isn't human like a sentient machine is reading this. What is the difference between my now and your now? They're both in the present from your perspective.
