It's never too late.

And I mean flushed in the non-bathroom sort of way

Weighing my pockets with stones of longing

Especially when those days are Saturday and Sunday.

They always come crawling back

I tried to salvage some Mantovani albums, but the speakers kept picking up the washing machine vibrations in the recording, so I gave up.

Finished my laundry, cleaned my room a little, cut out pictures... It's back to the mine tomorrow.

Ciao

Recuperation at 10:54 p.m.