I gave the writing a rest for a few weeks, but stuff has still been falling from my arms. This week, I’ve dropped:
- My phone (obviously). Well, I involuntarily threw it off the back of the sofa, so I’m not sure that counts.
- A forkful of boiled egg. I’ve added eggs to the ever-growing list of things I cannot eat at my desk.
- My ukulele capo.
- My ukulele.
- An empty coffee cup.
- A ballpoint pen.
- A lettuce leaf. Singular.