Time disappears for me on a Saturday morning.
I like to be out for a run around the seven thirty mark, which means that the alarm is usually set for between six and six thirty, so I can start the process of recording the weeks TFM. In theory that should be enough time to record a c.20 minute podcast, make a brew, write the notes and get myself ready.
It's currently 07:38 and I have got this far. I have managed to lose fifteen minutes listening to Tenacious D and a further five minutes just faffing. I have also taken the top of a small scab on my left forearm, which is gently bleeding toward my elbow.
There is a good chance it will be gone eight before I am pounding the pavement, but I do now have a brew on my desk. There is still a good chance something else will throw me off task before I hit send.
Stay safe.
The Day Before You Came - Pulp
Therapy For Me (or TFM as I now refer to it) is a bit of an audio curiosity. It started out as a mechanism for me to clear my head, with the hope that by saying stuff out loud it would act as a little bit of self-help. It's remains loose in style, fluid in terms of content and raw - it's a one take, press record and see what happens, affair.
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