As always, the weekends go by too fast.
I often day dream about when I am retired.
The aimless days, wiling away the hours, drinking coffee, eating crackers and cheese.
Sampling audio delights of days gone-by or that documentary I always wanted to see, clad only in my raggediest of weekend wear.
Nowhere to be. No pressure. No stress.
Yeah, that first 28 minutes is pure heaven.
The rest of the day I’m just bored, sitting in my own unwashedness.
There’s only so many times you can refresh Twitter.
Oooohhhhh look. New arrivals on Netflix……