Knocking on mental arithmetic, not always at its best these days. There is nothing that can be put right, I should not feel like moving on. I am convinced, it gives me no satisfaction. Unfortunate. It is hard enough to believe, did not know that. Had to phone a friend, *friend did not know either.
Output of an activity in our creative writing class, using block poetry. From the book "Knocking on" (C) 2015