Dear Sunday,
I notice that nobody ever tells us not to fold, spindle, or mutilate anymore.
Love,
Kevin
(14 August 2022)
Writing
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
At least nothing broke today.
Love,
Kevin
(13 August 2022)
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
Crackle, crackle, crackle…
Love,
Kevin
(12 August 2022)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Sorry about that. One of those days.
Love,
Kevin
(12 August 2022)
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
Word is you’re planning some thunder and lightning this afternoon…
Love,
Kevin
(10 August 2022)
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday,
Good job on the temperature. Humidity still needs work, though.
Love,
Kevin
(9 August 2022)
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
I hate it when the remote hides between the cushions.
Love,
Kevin
(8 August 2022)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
Looks like somebody’s cranking up the sun again.
Love,
Kevin
(7 August 2022)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
So I had to send in a few more forms—but at least they’re finally doing something with this one.
Love,
Kevin
(6 August 2022)
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
So they go from the supervillain genius to a massive government conspiracy? Ugh. Well, I’m already nine seasons in—no turning back now.
Love,
Kevin
(attempted to post on 5 August 2022—but it didn’t go, apparently)
Ordinary Average Thoughts 