Sunday ,
Back on track and mentally fit again , so the blues is a strange thing one day you play it , the other you live it , the other you die with it , i just try to live with it ,

I woke in the morning
But my head said too soon
So I slept until noon
In the blink of a memory
My consciences left me
And it stayed gone until
The sun came to fill the room

Good Sunday to all
Mxx