A Twenty-Fifth Hour Anyone?
I am a bit overwhelmed today. My initial goal was to write a least a little blurb a day on Citizen Wausau. Well, one blurb turned into two lines which turned into two pages. Needless to say, all this great writing came at a price. So the blurbs ended, and the homework began and continues.
The story of “Roy” (to be told quite soon) continues to evolve and now has become a two part feature. I have known two “Roy’s” in my life. One meant a very great deal to me, and one is just a tragic tale. Once I find the hutzpa, it shall be forthcoming.
“Free form” haiku of the day.
work sleep work
spring into action
teach me more
Once again, big time saving thanks to whoever got me hooked on the DaDa.
Gary. My pal. Other LeChat.
Gary. Pal. LeChat. Love.
Roy. Ron. My Mosaic. Samantha.
Other Roy. My them.
Ron. Them. Other Love. Cats.
Roy. Love Them. My LeChat.