I'd already been walking for quite some time today before I even began to think about where I was. Familiarity was no doubt partly to blame for this inattention. My chosen route had by now become extremely well-known to me, and since the weather didn't seem to be changing from day to day anymore, it was easy to assume that everything around me was as it always was. I knew that things had to have changed in some way - that was irrefutable; but even so, whenever I did try to pay attention to what was around me my efforts were immediately thwarted by the extent to which everything bore such a marked resemblance to the way it had looked before.

The fact is, I thought to myself as I strode along the gravel path with the midday sun beating down on my head, things appeared the same because they were the same. I shouldn't have been expecting to find novelty in where I was. It was just a place, after all. Places aren't in themselves entertaining. No matter how often I came here, it would still be the same place. I was going to have to come to terms with that fact if I wanted to make any progress. After all, I reasoned, it's in the nature of a place that it remains the same place every day. And if I wasn't careful the sameness that was manifesting itself here so strongly might lead me to start to become progressively less and less inclined to be here at all.

No, I urged myself: I must try not to be disheartened by the fact that I'd already seen everything there was to see here before. For that, in itself, wasn't a reason to stop being here.

A little further on I realised I hadn't encountered a single person on my journey so far. Alone in this place I began to wonder if I might be suffering a bit from the heat.

Around this point I came across a chair lying by the side of the road, the concreteness of which saved me somewhat from the escalating abstraction of my thoughts. It didn't strike me as in any way unusual that there should be a chair lying by the side of the road here (I'd remembered seeing it half-submerged in a canal a few weeks ago). I decided to place it in the middle of a field and to sit in it.

Later I kicked a red ball along the side of an irrigation channel.

Then I spun around in the middle of a field until I fell over, and remained in that position for a while.