Mornin’, folks. Trying to pull myself through the day over here and glad to find that half of the week (the hard part at least) is behind me. This poem was (obviously) written early in the morning a few days ago and, thankfully, it turned out all right. Captured that feeling a I get when, that early in the morning, I’m already starting to think I should be somewhere else. A bit less upbeat than normal, but hopefully you can relate
Well, I won’t keep ya any longer. Here’s to hoping that your day flies by and that you have something cold and on the rocks waiting for you when you get home tonight!