A dull sky; post-Nyquil wakeup
to the day after Memorial Day.
Moving through rooms and washing
dishes. Prepare to work. Sinuses
responding as they should:
whimpering. The sun comes out.
Open a can of Tom Yum, pour
into pan, boil, drop egg in.
Try to keep focused on the public
banking issue. A recruiter calls,
Smiley voice. Mind if I ask? I have
skillsets. I have a history. Early
Mac user. But that was hell decades
ago. And things change. Everything
blooms, but must be cut back
for fire season. Spring Oxalis.
Wild Radish. Summer grass. Tylenol.
Send me an email. I’ll get back to you.