Should
Today I should've.
Slept in, or run my errands.
Gusty, grey, grim March.
Slept in, or run my errands.
Gusty, grey, grim March.
Labels: Pathetic poetry., weather
Posted by Zhoen on Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Essays. Meanderings and mutterings. Lots of photos of our cat. Counting coup on fifty years existence.
Wild Hair
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8 comments:
Today I faced the mounds of paper,
Battled with figures,
Found an answer and
Escaped to the Spring Sun until
The damp mist crept back over all.
Today I
arg.
I am in a perpetual battle to keep from writing things I have done that others could potentially commend.
Today I ate lunch.
gz,
Rock on.
Phil,
Oh, gotta take the good with the bad. D got me moving, and we did the recall on the car, finally.
I shoulda slept in, definitely :-)
xoxo
Dale,
It's the damn time change. Throws me off for a solid week, twice a year.
Today I did sleep in!
(While so doing, dreamed a skylark landed on my back, made a warm spot - do I have to worry someone might commend me for this?)
Lucy,
Naw, only Phil worries about that. Great dream, though.
"It is as commendable to think well of oneself when alone, as it is ridiculous to speak well of oneself among others." ~ François, Duc De La Rochefoucauld (1613–1680)
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