Tomorrow's the weekend,
but it's all just the same.
I continue to code,
and work on my game.

I wanna stand with you on a mountain,
and feel the clean fresh air in my breath.
But my balance is still not working right,
and I might fall down to my death.

My day started late.
I heard my alarm.
But since I don't work,
a lie in does no harm.

My stomach is growling.
I think it's upset.
The lemony curry
is still in there, yet.

I haven't got any shoes on.
But I'm not going outside.
I think I'll stay in the house, today.
It's where I like to reside.

Watching my Inbox,
It makes me feel sad,
That nobody sends stuff
into my MailBag.

I'd better take my tablets, now,
before I forget.
It's already one o'clock,
I haven't taken them yet.

Try as you might,
You cannot go back.
Scrolling to the left
is something you lack.

Today we received our new wheelie bin.
It's tiny compared to the old one.
A quarter the space for the crap to fit in.
Like a font when you don't have the Bold on.

Planning new things
Inside of my mind.
That's where it begins.
A new game is designed.

Another week without a game.
I'm really messing up my aim.
But sometimes even I need rest.
To work too hard is not the best.

Today I have an eyetest
to see how I can see.
New glasses will be needed.
As thick as they can be.

Another Sunday, feeling tired.
Cannot seem to waken.
A simple task, to write this blog,
But guess how long it's taken.

Scrapping a project.
Sometimes it's worth it.
When you can't find a way
for the game to be perfect.

I hope that soon
my game feels right.
Perhaps it'll happen
if I code through the night.

British Weather.
Clouds and Rain.
And hail and snow.
Then rain again.

There's a fly in the house.
It came through the door.
I've closed it for now
So that there won't be more.

Arriving in the night.
It thought its task completed.
But in the morning, I awoke.
The spambot was deleted.

Every single day,
I try to do my best.
But every so often
I just need a rest.

There's a gardener in the back street.
He woke me with his mowing.
That was several hours ago.
His motors are still going.