Recently I was walking through Ghent, and the following thought came to my mind: "Botanical reference books are to be treated with respect." I don't have the faintest idea where this sentence comes from, and how it ended up in my mind. I barely know what it means. Maybe I've read it in a shop-window somewhere. 'botanical'... did that have something to do with plants? All of it doesn't matter, I suppose...but you never know. This hasn't got anything to do with anything, but maybe it was meant to be like that... a pointless sentence that was doomed to be written. Like it was unavoidable that the glass would fall off the table. Fate, is how they call it. I call it a pre-destinated coincidence. This is outside the question too... in fact, there's is no question at all. Oh, I'll worry about that later.