How late it was, how late

I am probably too superstitious to write posts about what kind of person I want to be in ten years.  I am always being reminded that none of it is to be taken for granted.  And I’m tired, and eating popcorn for no reason except that I’m tired and antsy about going back to school tomorrow.  And waiting for the last load of laundry.  It’s not as late as it feels, but it feels late.

 

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2 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by Pym Fan on January 6, 2014 at 5:09 am

    Feels late to me too. Hope your week goes well. Really good to have you back!

    Reply

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