Just as Lenina, I’m going to count in negative numbers. I will reach the same negative number, -5.
As there is no point in hunting lecturers on Sunday, I went to a bike trip and cycled 77km. There was a woman selling milk in one of the villages on the way. Not UHT, not sans-life, not artificial-chemical, but real milk, fat, with cream on top. What a taste! I used to drink such milk when I was a boy. It almost completely faded from my memory. I was happy to feel this taste again.