
This is very much in the formative, ugly stage of whatever it’s going to be, which is very much what could be said about my entire day today.
I did not get much sleep, and then when I eventually did get off to sleep, I was rudely awakened by a flippin horny wood pigeon telling the postcode about his prowess from the gutter directly above my open bedroom window.
I mean I love my birdies, but ffs.
Bit of a ragged day, but may have turned the corner on the weird hip/leg/knee pain that has been plaguing me for a while. Fingers crossed.
The screaming quine needs a lot more done, but I feel better for having done some scribbling.
Til the morn,
Suzanne
522/600
Leave a comment