This is not a poem, but it is a musing.
I look out the window, and its a lovely day. Theres a slight dampness in the air, from recent rain. Its not too bright or too dark. All the leaves on the trees are a fresh green and everything about the outside is just right. It would be lovely to sit in some open air cafe, with a good book or a pretty girl.
Instead I sit here typing this.
2 comments:
Yeah, we spend wasted days indoors when we should be out there enjoying the sunshine, And we go outdoors when the natural world is shutting down, creating a surreal world where we find no respite.
ps are there two jakes? Thoroughly confused!!!!
no there arent.
one 'jake' takes you to another profile dont it ? ..er .. my bad ...
i signed on to an earlier blogger account and forgot all about it. i generally have standard signups for things and forgot about this earlier one ..and hence and so ..
stupid of me...
:-)
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