Monday, April 6, 2009

April 6, 2009

Pin It The last batch came out of the oven, their smell permeating the air of the house with the golden, choclately goodness they truly are. I slumped down into my familiar, comfortable chair and proceeded to read.

I am exhausted.

I have not strength—physically or mentally—to write anything of substance.

And so I don’t.

Social pariah.

At least for tonight; tomorrow is another matter.

For now, a comfortable bed and downy pillows beckon to me.

I will follow their bidding.

2 comments:

mywest said...

Yes, isn't it good that tomorrow is a new day so for tonight I will just say goodnight my son. Love, DAD

sammisue said...

i feel like that almost every night.

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