Saturday, November 19, 2011

The Broccoli We Gathered Was Good

That was a good sleep.
The mighty Facebook told me it started 8 hours ago, or 'chin' in Japanese.
Whenever I say, 'How do you say '3 weeks ago in Japanese', I always point at my chin on the 'ago'.
The kids love it.
Even though I prefer population control and sunshine.
It's raining.
You can't have it all.

At least I don't have to carry the 2 inches of leftover wine in the glass to the sink this morning.
I just threw it all over my nice clean sheets instead.
There's some beer in the fridge.
I might have a Breakfast of Champions.
It feels strange to be nervous about this coming winter vacation.
It's because I truly don't know how I'm going to feel, coming from extreme hermit hood and isolation, to a sudden entry into 24/7 with another person.
I could be 'so crazy, so damaged, so sick' to ever be with anybody but myself, ever again.
We shall see.
Unzip the wind flap and love.


2 comments:

Pseudonym said...

"I might have a Champion of Breakfasts."
I would never be allowed, I fancy a top up of the old vino now, but I'll probably get a bollocking for trying..

Beware of what you wish for.

222 said...

But I didn't wish for anything.

You have your alcohol consumption monitored?