first of December, 2016
The wish for self-improvement is there, the ability to pass such decisions is also there, but the ability to implement them is not.
But get up in the morning anyway, take the prescribed pills and listen to the day begin. And try to work out what to do with it in till it ends. Do those things that need to be done, and leave those with lower priorities for another day.
Make sure that the backlog does not grow too large.
Take the waste bins out to the street to be collected later by those municipal men in their orange attire.
The sound of bells and the arm in a brace, the little finger held by a spring to take the load away from a repaired tendon.
Until the repairs have healed over, and the hand may be used again.
A season of joy for all men, and the tyres on the car need to be replaced, age has struck the old ones, that and wear and tear.
So prepared for the day, and wait for the evening.
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