5636 - Pictures in my head

I’m a creative guy, got some pictures 

In my head of the things I’d like to do

And at last I have managed to discuss 

Doing them with someone who’s just like you

So watch this space and then enjoy the view

When you’re no longer playing the lead role

Now that’s all sorted, other good stuff too

Like a fun day at work in which a whole 

Load of stuff was done, and good chats with all

Of my regular collaborators

And I emailed my keyboard tutor too

Seeing him Thursday after work, a full

Four pages of questions! Then my focus

Will turn to turning sharp pictures to blurs

As I start four days off work. Here’s to you!

5635 - Exciting development

A pleasant sunny late January morn

Enjoyed my walk to the leisure centre 

Did balancing and abs first, then sat on

The bike, increased the resistance factor 

From fifteen, which felt too easy, to a

More testing twenty, for twenty minutes 

Same factor and time on the cross trainer

Which gave strength to my arms, with benefits 

In the swimming pool. Back home, my haircut’s

A success. Music store, bought new headphone 

To use with my keyboard so it’s quieter

I could play it at night now! My spirits 

We’re really lifted though when they said phone

This expert for a free keyboard tutor!!! 😀

5634 - Busy Saturday

Yes, busier than the usual Saturday 

Slept nicely for a change after last night’s 

Drinks on the balcony, and felt ok

I knew I had to fight the mental fight 

And get keyboard and speakers set up right 

Been reluctant to bother, not sure why

But after shopping, having lunch - a white

Slab of tofu included - got out my 

Mop and cleaned the dirty floors. Do or die

Time now. Connected the speakers. It played

Just fine. Experimented and was quite 

Impressed. Some great sounds, and I soon found I 

Could alter them in great knob-twiddling ways

Quite proud of all that! Should sleep well tonight!

5633 - Friday is balcony day

Friday may be balcony day but it’s 

Bloody freezing now in January 

It was ok at first, I must admit 

And even after it got dark, for me 

It was still tolerable though more chilly 

I had my coat on and had raised my hood

To keep the warmth in despite low degree

Listening to fast loud music’s always good 

Out there from one til eight and in good mood 

Made up with Helen and in fine spirits

And also simply because it’s Friday 

My manager is pleased, and so he should 

I’ve done well and he does acknowledge it

Most times we speak, and that too makes my day 

5632 - It happened again

So tired, went to bed at quarter to ten

After several insomniac nights this week 

Dozed off quickly but woke just before one 

And for over four hours I lay awake 

Maybe more. Suppressed emotions a choke 

Hold on my attempted relaxation 

Though tired, energy ran head to toe - look!

My toes were tapping time to some hidden 

Beat in my head, though no music was in

It or playing outside of it. Helen 

The cause once again. Met her after work 

My records in her car that we’d taken 

Them in to hers last month for a listen 

It was nice to make up. Gave her a hug

5631 - Even more paddywackered

Oh no, so bloody knackered, but despite 

That, had no choice but to work as normal 

So tired, but still another sleepless night 

Yet a heavy workload had to fulfil 

Why do I deny myself for people 

And why am I punished day after day 

But like I’ve said before, within my soul 

I’m content, no matter what others say 

Or do, I live my self-contented way 

Meanwhile, Boris he continues to fight 

Despite his looking like a big fat fool 

Trying to use Ukraine 🇺🇦 as a tactic. Hey!

It won’t work any longer, and your plight 

Is a source of amusement to us all 😂

5630 - Knickered Knackered Paddywackered

A second night short on sleep but was far

Better than the previous one, so not bad

By contrast! At least I don’t need a jar

Or drugs when disappointments make things hard 

I worked long and well and had fun instead 

Keeping your focus is a distraction 

That’s better than wallowing in a sad

State, eased by intoxicants. That’s not fun

It’s self-destructive. Too much depression 

Around already. Somehow I’m not sore

Though I’m a victim of people I’ve had

The misfortune to have known, I’m not one

Who feels down for long. I can’t ask for more

Than cheerfulness and health! And that’s not mad!