So you’ve heard of S.A.D.s right? That seasonal winter disorder. You know… the one where your social skills take flight like a ship in the night and you can’t get aboard her. And any activity outside the house is only going to exhaust ya. Cos you just wanna hibernate. Well I get it bad each year. And its tendrils settle on me like blanket fear. … Continue reading The S.A.D.s (winter has come)
I hit real hard but I’m locked out of this guy and literally barred. Guess I’ve pulled the mystery card. Damn human, he barely swoons. Somehow he’s resisting and scarily immune. This I ask why as I’m forced to diversify. But get nowhere facing wall after wall. Might as well learn to fly. But then I become stuck for words, tongue-tied as my circuits fry. I … Continue reading The moody virus
Reach down, tie that trainer, no time to sleep now this exercise lark is a no-brainer. Ear buds in, one, two, when it’s workout time there’s no room for curfew. Continue reading Spring chicken
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