It is raining. I have a cold. I should be tidying my room and eating lots of healthy fruit.
But after listening to two sides of Scott Walker on the turntable I begin to scour the internet.
There is a sunny interval.
Was that a doorbell?
I step barefoot out onto the empty wet pathway.
There could be a purpose to today.
Then as I go back upstairs I hear this music.
The insistent beat.
The clouds quickly return and another downpour.
This is where we are now.
my channel tings
boxofz 7 months ago