At 11.13pm.

It is raining now.

Very heavily.

By right, I would have been standing beside those sliver window grills and stick my hands out and play with those beautiful falling pearls.

But no, I am not doing that.

I am sitting down on my table with the stupid black box (that is what my mum calls my laptop) and am staring at it.

I have not done any cleaning.

I have not baked anything.

I have not even gone for threading.

This is what I say, shit.