At the office all the morning, and all the afternoon rummaging of papers in my chamber, and tearing some and sorting others till late at night, and so to bed, my wife being not well all this day. This afternoon Mrs. Turner and The. came to see me, her mother not having been abroad many a day before, but now is pretty well again and has made me one of the first visits.
rummaging and tearing
sorting the night
into moth or wisp
a mad first visit
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Tuesday 11 March 1661/62.