Saturday, 18 March 2017

miser miserable

Wake up to the discomfort of a cold day and the attention of a hungry three coloured cat.
Back brown and white.
Three colours.


General inertia, going nowhere alone.

Get up and make a can of coffee.
And this is not going anywhere, this is going nowhere.

Read news on world politics, and American politics, and the insanity of it all.
Transparent lies clouding the truth,



And then the cat is fed by the wife.



Five minutes later
the cat is sick.

The tinned cat food.
This is depressing, the weather outside is cold, and grey clouds coat the sky.
The son has started a game on a thirty year old apple computer, tiny figures on a tiny square screen.



misery
miserly finances

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