and now it is thirteen minutes to midnight, time to remember the fleeting day. It is the third bottle of beer in the artists studio,!an evening visit.
The morning was spent at home recovering from the night before and realising that age is encroaching steadily.
around midday go to the hardware store and buy eight bolts, some screws and hacksaw blades. Repair the stand in the studio, go home, and relax.
In the evening go out
why is it all so tiring?
23:53
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