thirty four of 2025

Bank Holiday Monday is a kind of Sunday, isn’t it? I really thought I’d do something this weekend, but it didn’t come up. The week was strange. Monday I got some good news I can’t talk about. Spent some special days. But I kept on getting sicker. Thursday, I took the day off. Friday I worked very slowly. Sometime during that I caused a production incident. And some other time I said goodbye forever again and drank a nice iced latte.

We walked through that vigil. I wrote nothing. Imagine I made some music again sometime, that would be so interesting.

bye