I've borrowed your time and I'm sorry I called

Sitting in the familiar room, years of discolouration and indifference.  I wonder what I am still doing here.  Free-falling in despondency.  Imposing on this foreign place.  The radio plays tributes upon news of the death of the ultimate outsider.  A strange and sad symmetry.  The music is all I can hear.  People go about their business. 


  1. Sad about Bowie, and concerned about you. Work getting you down? Not worth it, really it's not. Take care, Sarah. xxx


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