Thursday, 29 June 2023
how did you spend the last hour?
how did you spend the last hour?
pain came down suddenly as ever
left shoulder down arm, finger tingling
paracetamol, my pain killer never good enough
slap on hemp stuff, but lately that takes longer to work
so now an hour later, after tears of pain
i'm back at my desk, typing with just my right hand
the left side is just too much pain
and no, i'm not making this up
and yes it is too much for me
so prayer and cursing combine
till the pain lessens
the tinnitus is always there too
so some days i lose
and the tinnitus can be triggered to a much higher level
so then i hide in a ball in my bed
or lie on the blue sofa behind me and listen to music
in the dark with just notes for company
so if you think you'd prefer a new new story
then all i can say is DIY
these bullet points have taken over
due to tinnitus and pain
but i hope they give you a fuller picture of
Michael Casey the fat silver haired writer in shades from Birmingham England
and Singapore you are going to overtake UK readers in a days
so despite everything, do come cook for me
does daddy own a catering company?
or does he own Greggs?
money is no use, just the spirit and nice eyes
but if you have read everything the you have seen
all of me already
except my scars all over me
here's a nicer house
https://www.rightmove.co.uk/properties/136223276#/?channel=RES_BUY
6 bed, 4 bathrooms
still walking distance from where I live
though, I'd take the bus myself
so Singapore, when you are finished reading
come cook for me, B17 is the posh postcode in Birmingham
though I'm from the wrong side of the tracks so to speak
how did you spend the last hour?
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