Eyes glued shut to keep the night out and there's no use having a light so you put the light out until the morning cuts in and you have to go out, yes! the day breaks in like a burglar creeping, like ivy up a pergola.
There is frost on the roofs of the vehicles that hang on the roadsides like icicles and I think, Extremities was not a Greek philosopher.
I pull the ripcord and float down quite casually into a Tuesday or it may be a Wednesday either way it's just another day to get through.