Stream of Consciousness 4. 21/04/20

The bed is becoming a bore now.
I think I’ll empty the bin, full of
Empty cans.
I can smell cigarette smoke crawling up
The stairs and finding it’s way into
My nose.
Ill open the window and the air can sort it out.

I think I’ll have burgers for dinner.
When I’ve emptied the bin I’ll get
Them out the freezer.
The weather is good for a BBQ but you
Can’t have one of them on your own.
Got to stick to social distancing.
Follow the rules.
Wash your hands for 20 seconds.
Sing happy birthday to yourself twice.
I don’t think I’ve ever experienced a more
Saddening moment than washing my hands and
Singing happy birthday to myself.
My birthdays not till august.

Does avoiding social media qualify as
Social distancing?
I think I will avoid them anyway.

Stream of Consciousness 1. 18/04/20

Surrounded by four white walls with an open window.
Raining outside.
Dvd’s, Cd’s and Books left roughly on their shelves.
Collecting dust.
Laptop in front of me like normal.
The bed is starting to dip in the middle.
Too many hours have been spent sitting on the
bed in front of screen.
Podcast in the background while I type out
some random poem about nothing.
It’s still raining outside.
Cant hear any cars going by.
A car goes by, splashing through the rain.
A book next to me, on the right, half finished.
One of those books that takes a while to get through.
Do I risk going to the shop today, do i take
the time to go get booze.
Or do I read the half read book?