… just one more level

A flat tyre. Great. I’ve had to use, what, £1200 on that car now? … of course, I could stop complaining and get rid of it, but what’s the fun in that?

This is beginning to bore me.

It’s been a while. I’m okay, but feel a bit malplaced somehow. And all these tiny annoyances from family, friends and foes (well, not so much foes).

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