(a work-based form of haiku-style form I invented in my sleep. I know it’s successful. In my dream I delivered it to a pubfull of people. Weird!)
Yesterday I left the house at 06.08.
And got back at 20.35.
Similar today (pauses and sighs).
Tired, but still highly energised.
So much to do, so many things undone.
B.
p.s. the author is not responsible for the content of his infrequently remembered dreams.
Poor you. I sympathise.
Bless ya SG! Mwah! x