Lyrics: Telling me just what a fool I've been
I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain
Not a good night's sleep: woken by the falling rain.
What: short run plus long Pilates
Why: Tuesday, and work gets in the way anyway.
Must feed my cake! Usually do it on the first of the month.
Now these lyrics are nostalgia, Benjy, even for me!
Progress is rarely a straight line. There are always bumps in the road, but you can make the choice to keep looking ahead.