Sometimes I
wonder how far I’ve wandered
but, mostly,
I just wander
amble about in shades
of tawny blue and
forget to ask the questions
I don’t really think
I
just move.

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Ugh, Monday again, isn’t it? One of those mornings where I just kind of sit here and try to get around it. Still, I suppose if I’m up I better just stay and hope I can keep going with the right amount of fuel. Of course this one above is yet another Monday poem, written to let you know you’re not alone in all your shambling about.

As always, here’s to hoping that your day flies by and that you’ve got something cold and on the rocks waiting for you when you get home tonight.