Wonder if the laxative effect of figs counts for dried figs as well

There was a long time spent writing in the gallery today, waiting for people to come and visit. For some reason the writing was not saved, and upon checking there is only a single letter left.

In a draft.

It is a curse that the systems seem to expect you to be online all of the time and will not store anything offline..

Today was a strange day, starting with a phone call from a young woman jubillant that her work had been accepted for an exhibition. She talked a great deal, and just sat there and heard and tried to listen. We had talked two weeks ago, and now we can talk again.

Go to the shops and buy a few things. Cat food and pretzels, eggs and dried figs. Return home, and put the eggs in the fridge with the butter and the tins on the place where the cat tins are kept. Take the tins and the small containers of yoghurt upstairs. And try one of the figs upstairs too.

After all has been done, and the small carton of figs is empty it is time to go to the gallery to mind the exhibition. 

Wonder if the laxative effect of figs counts for dried figs as well.