Listening to an old Spotify playlist tweaks
a sudden burst of (unworthy) idiot nostalgia for the lockdown
when wfh which stands for working from home just so you know
I don't meant to be exclusive
I used to wrap up my mid-level drag
and dropping activities at 5.30 or
sometimes in the interests of nip
which stands for nothing in particular which
I just made up where were we maybe at 5.00 itself
The relief of the quotidian routine commuter office hell just-
pausing, and a new, improvised
peculiar routine replacing it sent me mildly giddy
I will admit (only here where no one sees me)
I was technically a key worker ffs which stands for
never mind, I (pretended to) play my part and I'm
not asking for a medal (you won't get one) then
I'd make a playlist and head OUT
On my #1 or #2 neighbourhood loops plugged in
to an hour or two of music
how solid and true this simple activity could be
especially walking in the dark and cold
better than any midday sunlit lunchtime jaunt
Time expanded contracted and
it was all good for some of us but
not for you, no not for you
I texted you my Fridge Magnet of the Day picture, or
various tableaux of the Little People
aka Legoman, little frog, goofy dinosaur, the dwarf, the elephant
look, this is a personal thing so I'll move on...
And yes it should be acknowledged
there was an element of unravelling
'quiet the mind, open the heart'
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