It was freezing and so the heat was on
I washed some bedclothes and gym stuff, smelly
As if I didn’t, it would soon become
Barely time for lunch as I fell upon
The darkening afternoon and soon nightfall
Then came a moment of inspiration
Play guitar, and that seemed to solve it all
Then Gerard provided a tangled ball
So I listened, music from the 60s
Love the old stereo wide separation
But now I need to eat something quite small
Because it’s getting late. It’s so flukey
I remembered this diary must be done ✅
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