Wasted on my patio, never gonna make it
Wasted on my patio, never gonna make it
On a coach at midnight near Gatwick airport cos every train going south got cancelled. This blog post title is from a song by Bayonne called Words.
It’s okay to feel like this sometimes.
I feel like I am an absolute total utter and complete mess. And that’s because I gave it my all. I left no stone unturned. That I can say for sure.
I have very little left planned outside of working hours. But from my exhausted midnight mind here’s what’s left:
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