Dear Thursday,
And the long day begins…
Love,
Kevin
(10 January 2019)
Dear Thursday,
And the long day begins…
Love,
Kevin
(10 January 2019)
Warning: This is kind of long (and mostly unedited)…
So, despite the strange way 2019 is starting out, I am beyond glad to have seen 2018 come to an end.
The year 2018 was a veritable shitstorm (dumpster fire is too neatly contained)—and more volatile than the current stock market. What could go wrong went wrong; when something went right, it felt as though it came at considerable cost.
Dear Monday,
Looks like this is one of those slow-start days.
Love,
Kevin
(7 January 2019)
Dear Sunday,
I had a thought I was going to write here. I decided it should be a poem instead. Next time.
Love,
Kevin
(6 January 2019)
Dear Saturday,
I know you were expecting the weekend off, but there’s work to do. Sorry.
Love,
Kevin
(5 January 2019)
Dear Thursday,
Starting off the year Friday-like, I see…
Love,
Kevin
(3 January 2019)
Dear Monday,
Another year I’ll be glad to be rid of.
Love,
Kevin
(31 December 2018)
Dear Sunday,
How did you get away from me like this?
Love,
Kevin
(30 December 2018)
Dear Saturday,
How did I sleep in this long?
Love,
Kevin
(29 December 2018)
Dear Thursday,
The sky seems to be having trouble making up its mind this morning.
Love,
Kevin
(27 December 2018)