It is only now as I type this that I finally found scattered amidst the rubble of today a few minutes, some straggling seconds to ride upon and type a few words.
Was I to go into details of Friday showdown and its deathly conspiracy to keep me indebted to chores and glued to a myriad of relevant trivialities then it'd emanate a yawn of such gargantuan proportions from your end you'd be at a loss to pretend it was an endeavour at operatic overtures, like a billion tiny raindrops colluding to create oceans, so was today, swamped in a zabillion teeny things that kept me from as much as not only working out but even lunch until just a few moments ago.
Looks like I'm slowly photostating into a haphazard meal time copy of you, my love.
And so phew! bathed, fed if only a wee bit cold I find myself glimmering in the light of a white screen hoping to bring forth some words and perhaps do a bit of writing myself.
Oh, there are thoughts and unsaid lines, and drafts that seem maddeningly meaningless but what am I if not a lover of all abstractions.
Was I to go into details of Friday showdown and its deathly conspiracy to keep me indebted to chores and glued to a myriad of relevant trivialities then it'd emanate a yawn of such gargantuan proportions from your end you'd be at a loss to pretend it was an endeavour at operatic overtures, like a billion tiny raindrops colluding to create oceans, so was today, swamped in a zabillion teeny things that kept me from as much as not only working out but even lunch until just a few moments ago.
Looks like I'm slowly photostating into a haphazard meal time copy of you, my love.
And so phew! bathed, fed if only a wee bit cold I find myself glimmering in the light of a white screen hoping to bring forth some words and perhaps do a bit of writing myself.
Oh, there are thoughts and unsaid lines, and drafts that seem maddeningly meaningless but what am I if not a lover of all abstractions.
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