Strange coincidence...

The day after posting my Dreamland stomping coordinates here, a girl turns up during my 4-mile run today with a cot, blankets, and pillows at the base of the monument where I usually do my post-run writing.  Well, at least she's writing.  hrmmm....

I asked and she's not a blogger.  Isn't even using a laptop.  Has something in her hands that scribbles.  Strange indeed.

Update: I can't concentrate now.  I'm going to run some more and seek enlightenment.