Sunday, February 1, 2015

Fun-A-Day, Days 22, 23, 24 and 25.

Day 22
I spend way too much time wishing I was somewhere else.
Day 23
Anticipating the end was worse than the actual end.
Day 24
I want to write. I do. I feel the words sloshing around my skull like so much garbage.
Day 25
Miss Muffet was pre-menstrual
About bugs and such
And when she saw one
She went nuts.

s.

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