Woke this morning still fully dressed,
Small chill, the window was left open, feeling a little hungover distressed.
Put on a brew and check the weather, glance at my phone, it has been ringing.
I hate to disappoint, i was busy sleeping..the message says "party tonight, open invitation, all welcome..should be pump'n."
i have heard this before, whoever knows?..empty promises are always the first ones broken.
there is a letter in mail, it is from a supplier, it says I am a month behind, the situation is dire.
I am sure i have paid you?..maybe did,..maybe i didn't?..after 5 years of bring on time, I glad to see the first time I fuck up your not gonna let it slide.
This is my morning, in all of its grace..one of those starts where you wish you had woken in a different place.
Open the paper, it is horrorscope time,..give me something to be amped about, make it sublime..'libra watch your back, you could make enemies through lack of tact."
Head out side to get my day started, cross paths with a gal i have always known, but never knew..seems she has become bored and is looking for something new. I wish it could have me, i am sure i could have been the man,..just wasn't meant to be,..she always had other plans.
So where do i go from here? What do I do? i feel at a loose end and don't have a clue.
if there was a director, this is where I would ask for my que,..no such luck,..this film is mine, i have lost all desire to talk, the story of my day has just become a mime. I quess that makes it pre modern hip, which we all know is just another way for saying it was shit...
So this is my afternoon, in all of its grace, jesus if you answer prayers, i would like to be in another place or would settle for a happier head space.
Round rocks the evening..i wanna do something, this much I know clearly, but i can't help but think i am happy I have shorten this day by not waking early.
I will focus on dinner..this should prove the winner,..dried pasta and a quart of milk, fuck i grow tired of having to make the pigs ear into silk.
So this is my evening, in all of its grace,..I am looking forward to bed and hoping time will quicken its pace...today wasn't bad, it just wasn't great..when I close my eyes this day will be gone and hopefully not leave a trace..and when i wake i will be in a new place.
Small chill, the window was left open, feeling a little hungover distressed.
Put on a brew and check the weather, glance at my phone, it has been ringing.
I hate to disappoint, i was busy sleeping..the message says "party tonight, open invitation, all welcome..should be pump'n."
i have heard this before, whoever knows?..empty promises are always the first ones broken.
there is a letter in mail, it is from a supplier, it says I am a month behind, the situation is dire.
I am sure i have paid you?..maybe did,..maybe i didn't?..after 5 years of bring on time, I glad to see the first time I fuck up your not gonna let it slide.
This is my morning, in all of its grace..one of those starts where you wish you had woken in a different place.
Open the paper, it is horrorscope time,..give me something to be amped about, make it sublime..'libra watch your back, you could make enemies through lack of tact."
Head out side to get my day started, cross paths with a gal i have always known, but never knew..seems she has become bored and is looking for something new. I wish it could have me, i am sure i could have been the man,..just wasn't meant to be,..she always had other plans.
So where do i go from here? What do I do? i feel at a loose end and don't have a clue.
if there was a director, this is where I would ask for my que,..no such luck,..this film is mine, i have lost all desire to talk, the story of my day has just become a mime. I quess that makes it pre modern hip, which we all know is just another way for saying it was shit...
So this is my afternoon, in all of its grace, jesus if you answer prayers, i would like to be in another place or would settle for a happier head space.
Round rocks the evening..i wanna do something, this much I know clearly, but i can't help but think i am happy I have shorten this day by not waking early.
I will focus on dinner..this should prove the winner,..dried pasta and a quart of milk, fuck i grow tired of having to make the pigs ear into silk.
So this is my evening, in all of its grace,..I am looking forward to bed and hoping time will quicken its pace...today wasn't bad, it just wasn't great..when I close my eyes this day will be gone and hopefully not leave a trace..and when i wake i will be in a new place.