Thursday, 2 February 2017

The perpetual task

to reform a life, from tragedy beyond some folks comprehension in this, the 21st century ... 

I feel forever stuck .... The constant reminders about. 

Then it hits you ... that actually light is appearing literally in cleanliness. In the many dust waves of gearing up with face masks and surgical gloves to attack the clear in cleaning. The spruce up required in abundance here. 

To those looking in .... on my situation geared up in my togs looking for all it's worth like I am about to operate ... 

.... Only .... if I could fit in my once hooded overalls too!  .... 


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