The home of all the funny things people say,
A wasteland of shopping list I never looked at again, My resignation to my last job.
Poems and songs that never saw the light of day, Practice texts of what I should and shouldn’t say. My hopes and dreams,
A recipe for vegan banana pancakes.
Wi-fi passwords for places I don’t visit anymore.
Every Gin/Rum/Whiskey/Vodka/Ales/Shots rated:
From best to worst out of ten.
I don’t drink anymore.
The codes to my debit cards,
In a private note of course.
Numbers and letters that are crypts to me now.
A conversation that I copied in from a man I’m scared of. “50kg hip thrusts”
A diary that I started just after the new year,
It started off strong,
But I no longer use it after my last entry,
29th April 2023 - My dad died.
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