Monday, March 7, 2011

Week End.

It was a rather good day at work, although my poetry sessions with my writing group aren't going as well as I had hoped for unfortunately. I was thinking towards the end of the shift that sleep sounded so beautiful, and now that I am so close to getting some I can't agree more with that notion. No writing, and no thought of it; we'll see what this week holds. I have a lot of things brewing in my head, and I am hoping to at least pen one of them down, two would be too good to be true.

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