February 22nd.

I don’t know how I feel about this 22nd thing really.
So much media noise.
So many people talking about it,
through it,
around it.

So many things have happened.
Did happen.
It was all going so well and then in a few seconds it was done.

We were done to.
Some were done for.

I didn’t really stop to think.
I preferred to be in control.
So many things have happened.
Not all of them as I would want.
Some just as I wanted.

What’s done is done.
I didn’t like it then.
I don’t like it much now really.
Too many things have happened.

Sod this.
We just have to get on.
We should just get on.