doodlings, music

maybe the sun’s light will be dim but it won’t matter anyhow

A Sunday evening at home is rare for me so I can’t tell you how pleased I am to be here. I’m going to blast some reggae, attack that massive ironing pile, get stuck right into the sunday paper, continue with my neverending study of Lula, and eat more than my fair share of roast spuds. It’ll be over before I know it.


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