Sitting in the JR car park, writing haiku

That's it. After the JR visit I processed it, actually that's a joke, I made a tiny start on processing it, sitting in my car.

Then I got out of the car and paid for my ticket.

Then I got back in and found the exit.

Then I drove, I think a bit erratically, back home via a garage.

I put the right fuel in the car, but forgot to pay for the litre of milk.

I turned round and went back to pay.

My brain is moving one step at a time.