Tempus Fugit

Time Flies…

   Jan 29

More means less

Why do I always write less when I have more to write about?

I’m chockers full of things to say about new jobs and new people I’ve met and new things I’ve done.

But the problem is…where is the time to write about them?

Live consists of…work….sleep…move house…move mum’s house…rehearsal….

…and what time I have off is spent….snoozing or veging in front of the TV.

Soon. Soon I will write something. Hopefully. Maybe.

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