The stranger in
My memories
Looks back from the photos
A smile or
Grimace
Worn deep across his face as
He sees his future
Time machine
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Not even the ennui can fill the space inside.
People keep talking about my foot.
It’s a leg end.
After the spell
There’s only one day to go, so I guess I got away with it again. Good. Strike that one up to good fortune and a great team.
In other news, I received the best and most perfect wrap present.
Once upon a time a long time ago
She was outside looking in through the open door of the shop. He was inside. Stood clumsily, as though not used to wearing his body, or at least, not enjoying it. She smiled, and he looked nervously down, dying inside as she walked on.
I’ve been teaching my son how to count backwards, using counting songs.
Old MacDonald had an abattoir has proved useful.
The country is going into full lockdown again, because the infection rate is up.
In years to come, scholars may examine these snippety musings to see if they can distill any sense about what was going on, from the mind of an uncommon commoner.
For the avoidance of doubt, this will be a waste of a research grant.
We took a walk and saw the normals in the field. They stood together, ignoring the limit on numbers and of space. Jostling. Pressing. Trying to ensure that they all could enjoy the same breath. Singing. They probably licked each others faces.
It remains unsurprising that the pandemic is so problematic when the opportunity for considerate thought is ignored in such a way.
On the plus side, we did manage to sledge.
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It isnt even Christmas Eve, and already, I have wrapped some presents.