loo-rolls...
virtual news instead of old fashioned newspapers = lack of loo-rolls ...
at the moment too tired and ill to put even that first foot down, let alone the next
but i'll get there in time, eventually, whenever
when i look up at the sky, i see the highways of the angels, made of clouds that look like the softest cotton balls, but instead bring more snow
hang in there, make another cuppa and some more music for us to SMILE