Life

I’m still trying to figure out what positives this day can be brought into my life.

Maybe it will be the morning commuter with her middle finger pointing at me, wanting to get in the fast lane that is only moving a couple of miles per hour faster than mine. Nope.

No. It isn’t the idiot leader of a faraway democratic country not living up to his promises, while ranting about everything else.

Maybe it will our cat meowing for the contents in the newly opened can of man made ocean fish paté presented to him.

morning light . . .
dreams ending with
her morning kiss