Everyone was walking past the house to go to the shop for wine or beer. I bought some wine too. I wanted to be transported somewhere exciting, maybe £6.99 being removed electronically from my bank account for a bottle of rotten liquified grapes was the key.
I was swept along with the tide of seemingly happy people on twitter, they love drinking wine on Friday.
I'm on my second big glass, watching The Comic Strip. I'm not finding it very entertaining. Rob has drifted into one of those naps which start with jerky spasms, a hangover of evolution; stopped us falling from trees when were apes.
I have no computer, this week I have been solely using my phone for electronic communication. Frustrating for a ham-fisted individual like me.
To be using my phone to type a blog post suggests desperation.
Overdrawn, overtired, overstimulated, understimulated, groundhog day, content, fear of the future, longing for adventure, longing for hibernation, want to dance, want to sit motionless in 10 decibel silence, laughing uncontrollably with friends, serious chat with friend,.want to be thin, want to be curvy, want to dye my hair, love the natural colour, need new footwear, washed the dog shit off my running shoes; they look box-fresh, want my sons to be more independent, still want to be the centre of their world, want more free time, worry free time means I spend that valuable time doing things like this...
Typos, grammatical errors, inevitable tonight - sorry readers.