Sunday, the day of rest, that precious thing
But life seems to short sometimes for that rest
And yet, if I’m honest, it’s hard to bring
All of my energy to things I must
Think that I want to do. And is it best
To relax, recharge batteries, have fun
Even when guilt is nagging, like a host
Of black bats, from the things I haven’t done?
Been offline for a month; then something wrong
With my spacebar, after a slight lifting
To clean out crumbs. I should’ve left that mess
Because my Dell laptop is a cheap one
Hunter has fixed it, though, with spit. Thanking
Him, and Affia, his sister - I’m impressed!!
Sun 9 Aug
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