Monday, September 16

YEAR:  2019 | Tags:  | | |

Shower room, 18:20


I have no plans to take a shower at the moment but I do notice the pink rose when I go to see if I should do some ironing. I will find two t-shirts and one lungi, and decide to leave them for another evening.

I can’t call the pink rose a sponge so I look at it, undure how to classify it.

In a few moments I will watch the sky changing every five minutes. Sunshine will sit outside refusing to come in.