Valentine’s
After work, I went to the YMCA and read part of this kinda dumb New Yorker article about tortoises whilst I was sweating and huffing. Came back home and sat in the front stairwell with Samuel and ate half of a cheese pizza in darkness, then began work on recording my solo album of slow jams and love ballads. Be on the look-out for that hot number to drop in the next 4-6 weeks.