Work

I have come to the startling conclusion that I will have to redesign my working life. Two years to figure out what I am to do…

Walking must be involved and bending – window cleaning is killing my back.

I’ll have to take the prescribed medication – painkillers really, and perhaps loose a bit of weight.

I am better off under 80 kg – it just my jeans don’t fit me well then.

The old Gino who has been yelling stuff must be asleep –

I kind of hope he was taken to the psych unit