Reset Thirty-Nine, Day Twenty-Nine

It was almost three o'clock Saturday afternoon when I woke up, though again there had been a couple of hours when I'd been awake earlier and just didn't feel like getting up and finally went back to sleep. I really didn't feel very good all day, though I made a nice sandwich for dinner, the eating of which was pleasant. The mockingbird has been signing at night again, and cheers me up somewhat in the cool darkness. There have been worse times, but there have certainly been better.

Words that used to hang around have wandered off, delinquent, and gotten lost. I doubt I'll ever see them again.


( Sunday Verse )