Boy oh boy, another cold night!
Another cold night under my room's dimly lit light.
Another cold night under a dimly lit light to embark on a poorly planned plight.
Another cold night under a dimly lit light to lose sight of my poorly planned plight.
Another cold night under a dimly lit light to lose sight of my poorly planned plight but perhaps such circumstances are right.
The chances are slight on this chilly autumn night where my poorly planned plight is to sit down and write.
Write about what on this chilly autumn night? Well that's where I lost sight of the poorly planned plight.