The audience is bored [217]

Greetings from my shed...

Routine is everything and all.

This minor confinement steals time. Outside of the exciting, life is compressed. Today had its moments though. Like laughing while treading water.

One peak in the flatline was when the wind lashed around the garden. One of the guy ropes on an antenna snapped. I half expected it to crash across the neighbours lawn. But it s…