by The Creeping Spleen » Wed Jun 14, 2023 7:50 pm
It's lovely and cool at quarter past seven when I leave for work in the morning.
But on the other hand, I'm all hot, bothered, and sweaty by the time I've climbed that damn hill and actually got to the building.
Another sunrise with my sad captains, with who I choose to lose my mind,
And if it's all we only pass this way but once, what a perfect waste of time.