Today is one of those rare days,
the ones that come around about as often
the ones that come around about as often
as Halley's Comet. Things are as they should be. . .
The laundry is done.
The house is clean.
Dinner is baking.
Heck, I'm even having
a good hair day!
The house is clean.
Dinner is baking.
Heck, I'm even having
a good hair day!
There is something in this type
of day that screams,
"All is well in the land".
of day that screams,
"All is well in the land".
I'm smart enough to know not
to analyze this feeling,
to analyze this feeling,
or dig too deeply.
Things are often not as they seem,
or even as they appear.
Things are often not as they seem,
or even as they appear.
Probably a case of fluctuating hormones.
But for today,
for this moment,
for the now"All is well".
for this moment,
for the now"All is well".
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Just in case all this
ooey-gooey-sweet talk
has made you naseaus,
stop by tomorrow 'cause I'm
gonna tell you 'bout a major
screw-up I made.






























