Sweet honeyed sleep

So I have hit a bottom. It is surmountable but I need new old things. I need them desperately. I have none of my spark left. I am diminished.
Already I feel exhausted writing this. It is done. The year is over and not a moment too soon. Okay I would prefer it end now. That’s all.


I suppose a blowjob on the terrace would be nice.

Au revoir.