Lookie here. I have a blog. Huh? I'm sorry, brain fog. I'm supposed to do what with this thing, write stuff. Hmm. Got no stuff to write. Got no words. Got nothin.
Got a few quarters in a glass pyrex bowl on the table, stiff in my neck and hurt in my head.
Got flowers dead in the vase and laundry on the floor.
Got snores from the bedroom and burn in my eyes.
Got my bare feet propped on the file case. Prop.
Got cat walk bridge dreams hanging on by a cloth. Got unopened bills and unopened thoughts.
Got dishes in the sink and play-doh on the wall.
Got two asleep.
Got to.
Got to got to got to got to got.
Got to keep on.
Going.
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posted by holly at 12:17 AM
10 Comments:
Wow. Powerful.
I hear that.
Isn't it amazing how caught up we get? And it's so hard to see our way out of it. I'm there right now - should be cleaning, folding, scrubbing, weeding, feeding, exercising, writing, meditating...should, should, should. All I want is to just be. Where's the damn remote that stops this planet spinning?
nicely done.
you got rhythm, don't forget.
got it got it got it got.
xotg
Got mad writing skills.
And the love of friends.
"Got cat walk bridge dreams hanging on by a cloth. Got unopened bills and unopened thoughts."
KEY-RIST! this is good!
OK, you say you posted a short random post, not much of anything. And you get more comments on the quality of the writing than I see anywhere. Make a note of that. There's a good reason!
Its because you rock, and yes, you got rhythm, mad writing skills, and big love of your friends.
You'll get there, if there's a there to get to.
And if I talked like Carrie, I'd say ditto Carrie. :)
She's back! Like no other, that's how you see. Love it. Miss you on the waves.
I hear you. loud and clear. but you still got it!
It's April 1st. Time for a new post....
OMIGOD. It's like I was destined to find this blog today. I just posted about laundry on the floor. And how I need to write more. You are a great writer. What a joy to read you. Now, stop being so entertainingly good, so I can get back to work!!!
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