I had another joint. It's hump day in the weekend, I realised.
The fire smoked out the room. I used a firelighter and three sticks and a whole bunch of rearranged colas from a previous night. I thought I was being too, bloody clever.
It smoked like a bitch, as my head spun like a top.
Not enough hot air to push the cold air out of the chimney. There's a fuckin chill in the air tonight, that's for sure.
I grabbed a big ball of newspaper and lit it. Problem fixed.
The wind is blowing fast from the window to the door.
The music has stopped.
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