# 11

the candle flickers
the shadows dance in return
the sun is jealous

# 10

try to keep the best
dispose of non essentials
difficult choices

my friend is dying
she is far beyond my grasp
I reach anyway

# 8

just wait - she told me -
one day you'll know what I mean
warm tears acknowledge

# 7

scatter the brain fog
concentrate on what you know
it's in there somewhere

dead center

The dog needs a bath, I need a shower, the bed needs making, but I am stuck, dead center, here at the computer. I tell myself at least my brain is busy. I need to find a way a way to convert brainpower into muscle power. Ah, that is called self discipline and I can't seem to find that key on my keyboard.

The rain is so welcome.
I feel new promise in the air and a reawakening
of discipline and determination in myself.
It is strange that grey skies can bring sunny thoughts.