outliving my usefulness

(am prettey useless really...)


"I am going to outlive myself. Eat, sleep, sleep, eat. Exist slowly, softly, like these trees..."
Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea





(not much option...this dodgy shoulder doesn't let me to get on with gardening...painting sheds...cleaning windows!?...typing courtesy of "A"...ta "A" but...try to smile while doing it?...please remember that i'm away and that added to shoulder means i will be almost invisible... )