November, in Scotland, in a factory, around lunchtime. Perhaps the last thing I expected, but suddenly a beautiful and quite large black and red butterfly fluttered around the aftershock bottles a few times and landed on the peak of my cap.
What do butterflies mean? Surely there was a reason for it. And it vanished as quickly as it appeared,though the only door is kept shut for most of the time and noone caught it.
Also, shortly after my mouth bled. Not a lot of blood, and only for a couple of seconds, but all the same blood. not sure where from either, I hadn't damaged my mouth in any way.
What a strange day.