Dear Saturday,
Sometimes it feels like my sleep needs to be more precise. I do not know what this means.
Love,
Kevin
(14 April 2018)
Life
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
You are appropriately chilly this morning…
Love,
Kevin
(12 April 2018)
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
Okay, NOW I’ve achieved full Barry White.
Love,
Kevin
(9 April 2018)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
I have achieved full Barry White…
Love,
Kevin
(8 April 2018)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
You and Sunday are getting close, I see. I almost couldn’t tell you apart…
Love,
Kevin
(7 April 2018)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Okay, I’m waiting…
Love,
Kevin
(5 April 2018)
Claustrophobia (a poem)
Bonus round—because I need to justify my relative lack of activity today. I had valid reasons, but just the same…
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Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
And the week gets off to a sleepy start…
Love,
Kevin
(2 April 2018)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
I usually don’t like those DVD menus that have looping audio and video, but the one for American Splendor is quite relaxing.
Love,
Kevin
(1 April 2018)
The blurred effect (a poem)
Feeling more pessimistic than usual today…
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Ordinary Average Thoughts 