She takes such care of
me, reads maps, keeps track of things.
A good friend, and more
Traveling with S
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Flu – fire and ice
Fever like a sun
burn – every surface blazing –
yet chilled to the core.
Lair of the pack rat
HGTV shows
designer homes while I nest
in my own clutter.
Midnight munchies
To eat or not to
eat? My stomach says yes, my
hips scream don’t you dare.
All about the page views
Should I say what I
feel, or what attracts readers?
Tempting to sell out.
A little obsessed
I keep coming to
post like a lover checking
for text messages.
Meditative mind
Silence erases
thoughts and stress like dry markers
wiped clean from white boards.
Starving writer
I really should start
dinner. But husband’s gone, so
I’ll just blog and starve.
Thanksgiving – after dinner
Post-tryptophan, we
watch Forrest Gump and digest
the day’s memories.
Thanksgiving – no time for diets
Don’t count calories.
Savor silken pumpkin, tart
cranberries. Taste joy.
a haiku a day 