So yea, I'm out of weeds to pulls, hedges to trim, and roses to prune.
Think that's the right term.
Basically, I'm done with gardening.
All of have to show for it is cut up fingers, beautiful backyard, and more freetime.
Is it sad that I want more hours to work?
Only because I'm still searching for things to keep my mind occupied.
Out of things to sketch.
Songwriting's hit a roadblock on the freeway of creativity.
At least I've still got random prose.
No. That does not include fan fiction.
For your entertainment an account of my morning thoughts in fiction format:
The splash of cold water on his sleepy face gave validity to the fact that yes, it was a new day.
As he found himself staring at his reflection he found himself focusing on the symmetrical indents on the sides of his face.
"Are those indents?" he found himself wondering outloud.
Reaching to the sides of his face he drew a conclusion.
Yes.
Yes they were.
He came to the realization that those imprints were caused by the frames of his glasses.
Upon further reflection he came to another realization.
I'm a fathead.
What other logical explanation was there that could explain why his glasses would fit so tightly on his face and leave imprints?
"Strange," he thought.
"They didn't do this last month."
At this point he found himself wondering if the exhaustive excercise regime he willed himself to over the past few months was actually showing any improvement.
5 mile runs every other day, excercise videos on off-days, and 30min. jump rope sessions on a daily basis.
The weight scale informed him that he had lost 14lbs. since he started.
Looking down at his expanded stomach he found himself wondering where the lost pounds had came from.
His A cups were still intact, and apparently his face had gotten bigger.
"What kind of crunches do I need to focus on the face?" he thought to himself.
The answer would not come to him this morning.
For at that moment, the very real fact that his keister was cold hit him.
He had forgotten to pull up his pajamas after the morning ritual draining of fluids.
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January's been a fun month hasn't it?
The Random Quote:
"Back in the days when I was young, I'm not a kid anymore.
Somedays I sit and wish I was a kid again." - Ahmad
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