IT STARTED SO WELL:
So I was sat in the porridge & poetry, black tea, listening,
looking, inking it down, enjoying the peace & sunlight. I was
just about to leave, drive back home, plug in & play when,
this email bursts in reminding me about a bloody accounts meeting.
Now don’t get me wrong, I understand the need to understand &
I’m grateful to have anything to account, but the head was already
out the door when the recall came & I crashed.
Later that same day, making up for lost time, I’m trying to recover,
head like a bucket of wet sand.