Thursday, March 7, 2013

I have no time to stand and stare.

The reference to sheep and cows notwithstanding, this poem sums up my life for the next two-and-a-half months and to a greater or lesser degree, the next year.

Just for a week, I'd like to get up in the morning and laze around 'coz I have NOTHING to do. Not longer than that, mind you, I'd go stir crazy ... and that is NOT a fun experience for the people around me.


Doctor Witch