My musings.........my thoughts.........my self
You forgot laugh, sing and drink...
Ha! you're right.
At least writing is not work!-Corby
(can't say that I agree with that....I have to work real hard to write something that makes any sense, sometimes.Jean, my spelling coach...guess what's over at my blog?No, ....guess.... Then go see if you're right.
Flip, flop, walk.Flip, flop, learn.Flip, flop, run naked on the beach.Flip, flop, be a child again.Flip, flop. have a vino,Flip, flop, wonder at the spring moon.Flip, flop, hear all around you.Flip, flop, hear the cadence of time with respect.Flip, flop, and pace yourself.
Well, folks... my intention with this poem was to show how I have adjusted my priorities. Perhaps too pithy to be clear?Corby...writing can be, for me, very draining at times. Not always.Berry... I'll do the meme soon.Mark... I like that!
It was clear-ish. You just sound kind of depressed. :-(When I get depressed I sleep outside under the stars. Deep Woods Off is your friend. I do this so often that my wife bought me an air mattress. For real.
Mark...not depressed at all right now. For a change. Thank goodness!I've never slept outside.
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