Abstract Thursday - Broken Patterns

The big day of the job... I had to work myself up to it... a few flexing exercises, a decent if damp walk, extensive lunch, another coffee... eventually I felt able to set myself to the task. Emptying the hole punch.

Inevitably, you might think, you would find the hole in my plan. But no, no holes were harmed in the making of this blip. In fact, there were no holes in my hole punch - I felt betrayed! Anti-holes... what is this sorcery?

Dumping the not-holes into a pile, perhaps there was a pattern in the chaos. But to break the circular psychosis - a square! Don't punch squares, folks... they can't help it.

Nurse, more dried frog pills please.