rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,


I woke up earlier than expected today, and have now grown a bit goofy from having had too little sleep. Then there were visitors, and much passing away of time ensued, and then I discovered that a cantaloupe had gotten moldy from sitting in one place too long, which I took personally, both as an affront and as a warning against indolence. Following this, I performed a much more thorough cleaning of my mouse (no, that is not a euphemism) and it now works far better. But, by that time, darkness had fallen, leaving me to wonder how the day had gone so swiftly, with so little accomplished. I made tea, and felt better. I shall now turn my attentions to my nightly observance of universal entropy, and my gradual sloughing off of consciousness as the stars wheel by and the ancient moon ticks off another second of my diminishing few hundred. The quickly cooling night air is a delight.

Bonus Sunday Verse by Pierre Reverdy. Posted in greatpoets. (Highly recommended- both the Reverdy and the community.)

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