Lazy.

26 November 2015

.. it is far too late. Looking at the television last night, another American series, all about supermen, with strange properties.

... ridiculous waste of time.

It is far too late now, replace the brace after a shower, talk to the cat, talk to the wife, read mail drink breakfast coffee, take the little white pill to shrink the mind to a happy state, a state where the surrounding world is not so frightfully bright, glaringly aggressive.

Sitting at the big sitting room table,he small writing table with its many drawers full of varied secrets is opposite, open, with the utensils  on view needed by the son to do his homework.

All the furniture is old, used, and would probably

tell stories if it could talk.

It can't though, and that is a good thing.

Too late, far too late.

Lazy.