= LifE Of a GaL =

Another fruitless day. No apples. No oranges. No pears.

I have all those in the fridge.

I don't have. The fruit of labour. Because. There's no labour to begin with.

I deserve it. Enough talk. I need Action.

I don't feel it. The stress. Or is it cos' it's too stressed.

I don't know.