Tomorrow is the one day I would change for a Monday. with freezing rains melting and no trains running. and sad eyes passing in windows flimsy. and my seat rocking from legs not quite matching.
Six o'clock in the morning. Wake up by the bed. There sits a new Japanese toy. And I like it. . See the name on the wrapping. Can't read yet but I know.
My telephone wakes me in the morning --. Have to get up to answer the call.. So I think I'll go back to the family. Where no one can ring me at all.. Living this life has its problems.