SO - what to say…S***y [can’t bear to write the wretched word] every day I think of stuff I want to write…and every day by the time I’ve got up, had a shower, meds, breakfast…etc its after mid-day like now its 1.30 and its to fucking hot to think..let alone write. Amd in an attempt to get some more dopamine going to my head I’ve been prioritising sleep over all else and going to bed at around 10 every night…
SO…that’s not even remotely funny or rude or anything..kind of a shit dull excuse really…soo that’s kind of how i feel right now…
BUT I will come up with something…before too long…I hope…
*A teeny tiny seedling of something before death…Life with the Lions was a long running BBC radio sit com featuring from the 1950’s…[I know - embarrassing to have lived so long] the fictitious Lion family. My slyly shyly devious mind slipped in the other word … perhaps to mislead you into thinking i’d been up to something…no chance sunshine…
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