I usually either make a mix or write something. This time, I wrote something.
Life
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
I know the old saying, but I’m wary because you’re Monday…
Love,
Kevin
(15 March 2021)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
First day of Daylight Saving Time. Bleh.
Love,
Kevin
(14 March 2021)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
You don’t really need that many clouds, do you?
Love,
Kevin
(13 March 2021)
The Annual Charity Breakfast and Arms Junket of the Order of Benevolent Thrushes of St. Andrew’s Meadow (a poem)
My recent adventures in sound inspired the title.
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Another sunny day. But no hail this time, right?
Love,
Kevin
(11 March 2021)
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
Monday with the sunshine…
Love,
Kevin
(8 March 2021)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
Why don’t they ever have Batman marathons?
Love,
Kevin
(7 March 2021)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Who knew one little pill could make such a big difference? Yup—me.
Love,
Kevin
(6 March 2021)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
At least you gave me the choice of whether or not to get up early.
Love,
Kevin
(4 March 2021)
