Commute
How many more times?
How many more times, running that gauntlet?
12 years x 250 days x 2 = 6000.
6000 lashes from the psychic whip named "Modern Life."
A sentence, to be served until my obligation is completed.
And then what?
Instead of racing the masses,
I'll be rising from naps.
Instead of tensing up at every intersection,
I'll be taking a pleasant walk.
Commute.
Commute my sentence.
2 Comments:-
Darien Fisher-Duke said...
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Professor Batty said...
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You're sounding a little jealous of the Weaver, Batty. I have the perfect solution,if you want to postpone Retirement Envy.
Listen to Harry Potter audiobooks, read by Jim Dale. I promise it will bring you happy commuting for...oh, 4 months probably. See my upcoming post...(but don't hold your breath...it will be a few days)
Rose~ Don't forget your review on the 10th! (I'm already into my second revision.)
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