Flat, whole night

A brief account of the week.

Up the stairs at work twice without stopping at the landing. I stood at the top for a second like an idiot. Nobody saw. It counted.

Full shift on my feet and my knees did not stop me. That has not happened in about four years.

Tied my own laces standing up. I am aware of how that sounds and I do not care.

Sat on the floor and played for an hour, and then got up. That was the entire reason I started, and I have now done it.

Bonne soirée.