When tomorrow comes

Oh no what happened? where did the weekend go Again? I’m ruminating on the fact that once more we are being attacked by the working week. the working class ( of sixty something) should be retired, not wired to the grid. I still have wine and what’s time got to do with what’s in my…

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Third exit

Not knowing where you’re going doesn’t matter if you’re not going anywhere in particular. I went somewhere else once it was similar to a place I’d seen twice before, which is not the same as being the same, just similar. If I had known what I never knew now that I know it would I…

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