Lights out

Blip is a poor journal. A diary as it were.
Well what I did today was ironing. And made dinner. And carried on posting in my Instagram feed a retrial photo a day.
This is today’s. One I took in August 2003, in Union Square, New York. Just an hour or so before the great, eastern seaboard power our.
Oh, and I set up my first ever, as host, Zoom Poetry event. It’s in 1 Augaus.