eat a minor mountain of pistachios, bounce around room to early 80’s ska, ponder the polite drabness on view out the window, rumblefish chilli, soul softly surfaces through eyes
…a usual (and productive) work from home day
RP: But you have no ears!
What’s that? Can’t hear you?super sleek like a salamander, at least ya can see my eyes! We ain’t all blessed with immense auricular flanges?xx
AB: all the better to ignore you with…
Haven’t stopped sobbing! X