i don’t think my poetry was meant to be heard.
my kids are at the lake this week and i’m tired – i don’t sleep when they aren’t here, i lose track of time and spend way too much of it in this machine. i got to bed at 3 this morning and up again at 7 and i’m just … exhausted.
i have to work again this morning at this stupid bookstore job and i’m not sure i want to keep it- so tempted to just quit…
i want to rerecord my poetry but man i will go broke phoning audio blogger this much. it sounds so much better in my head than on the page 😉
okay so boring as this is…it’s time to take on my day (can you tell i have nothing intelligent to say?)