It's probably just me.
So I'll let all go. For the weekend: a rainy run with my lady, maybe some chutney-making, some Ada-reading, some movie watching.
Housecleaning.
Reading the new Poetry which is surprisingly interesting and, dare I say, good in a number of ways.
Working perhaps on new poems. Or new groups of words.
Oh yeah, pick up all the random crap littering my bedroom floor.
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