twinge

there are tube ride moments when i'd rather read than write. such as now. but i forgot the right stylist, the free mag. the one with gwyneth. so here i am touching the screen of the phone that doesn't work.

i'm pitifully knackered. all i wanna do is reach home then sleep. or eat. there is hardly any time to get proper breaks at prostration central. too much clutter. too many aching backs.