Sometimes a good way to deal with your feelings is to tackle a thankless chore with loud music
So I present to you:
40 metres worth of warehouse cracks that have been weeded and mostly water blasted in the early evening shade
2 hours worth of mostly punk music
The 75 litre bin of weeds that I pulled, lightly compacted
Not pictured:
The front of the building which also got a frustrated weeding
The discovery that the parcel box has rusted away on one edge 😩
The cold soda I’m just about to chug
