Winter Lips
Winter lips
Splitting with a smile
Like a squatting fat man's pants
Dying Slippers
Sliding along the coldness
Wool and cotton foot huggers
Foreign wool clinging
Darned with motherly love
A grey mishmash reinforcing the blue
Holding fast those weak points of pressure
And yet more cotton fluffs out
A loss of feathery inners
More chinks in the wooly armour
A great gap opens
Slippers becoming more darned than knit
Perhaps this time now done.
THURSDAY...
--- Most angry day I think I've had at work. Was tired... Physically. Was tired of constant interruptions and nosiness. And then was hit by incompetence in relation to the glasses I got 14 months ago... Resulting in me needing to go to the optomitrist and shelling out the money I was originally told insurance would cover. I'll get back what insurance actually will cover. But it's still an unexpected, and unwanted expense. In the end, I killed a pen today... My throwing ability knows no bounds.
--- Lasagna lunch at the cafeteria with Shannon was literally the only non-annoying thing of the day.
FRIDAY...
--- Make it through today with all pens intact. Not going to lie... Some eye rolling did occur today at work... But I stayed in control... And didn't have to pay anyone any money.
SATURDAY...
--- Awake around 10:00... Up around 11:00.
SUNDAY...
--- Pre work softball. We lose 4-1. A very low score for indoor three pitch. I score our one run but only hit 1-4 in the game. Odd game all around. Good defence.
--- Clear all night. Step away from the desk for ten minutes at 4:15 am or so... Come back to snow on the ground. Came quick.
MONDAY...
--- Up around 11:00 but not out of bed until closer to 12:30. Watch a little tv. Shovel the driveway. Shovel Harley's driveway next door. Do a thirty minute walk.
TUESDAY...
--- Another walk today and hang about the house. Laundry is about as exciting as it gets.
WEDNESDAY...
--- Too cold to walk. Windchill into -20s.
TUESDAY...
--- Another walk today and hang about the house. Laundry is about as exciting as it gets.
WEDNESDAY...
--- Too cold to walk. Windchill into -20s.
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