Him Again.

I sat on what is left the Sofa and had a chat with O’Connor tonight. It was really good, I thought. He tried to lick my face, but I wasn’t having that, so we agreed that he wouldn’t do this. At least I think he did, although I am not absolutely sure about this.

I told him that I love him to bits, but then I am not entirely sure about that either. But then I had by then spent too much time on The Forum.

Fortunately by then I had run out of alcohol so I didn’t actually fall down my dreadful stairs. This was a mercy for me.

O’Connor is now burrowed under his chewed up old blanket and I chucked a log or three into the wood burner.

Tomorrow will be another day.

One Response to “Him Again.”

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