On and on. Next to 4pm. One more disconnect, one more dialup. Heat of the afternoon flaring through veiled windows. Giving up on coffee, and movements. Ticking boxes on the list, one by one. And listening to the chatter of kids in the street for a moment. Pondering ice cream. Or a cold shower. Whatever is ... z428.micro.blog https://z428.micro.blog/2024/06/25/on-and-on.html