Sitting on the patio, eating a dark chocolate covered strawberry ice cream bar, contemplating unemployment and the grand delusions (and delusions of grandeur) it requires to be a career politician.
The lead singer for Maroon 5 is vowing not to go home without me and Cat is lounging half in half out the sliding glass door willing me with his kitty charms to take an afternoon nap while the Jinx ravages the planter of catnip.
The sky is travel brochure blue. One of the flowers from the herb fair is starting to sprout tiny red flowers in the Texas spring.
Maybe my turn to bloom coming up soon.
Better late than never, right?
3 comments:
How absolutely lovely.
I am so excited for you to be D O N E with school and move on to the next exciting make-your-own-adventure chapter of your life. You are beautiful and I love you.
I want to visit Austin. Do they allow wee babes there? Uncool dorks?
I had a dream last night that you came to visit and were still incubating the hybrid.
It was very strange and surreal and made me miss you.
They allow all kinds of lovelies like you anywhere where I am.
You dreamt that because I'll probably go ahead and just continue gestation into May. The baby will stumble like a little foal once it is finally born and take its first steps...or maybe it will just say hello.
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