Almost better—just one day, maybe two, to go…
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January 2016
A few thoughts about David Bowie
I woke up at 3 a.m. this morning, after another night of weird dreams and the frequent interruptions of a six-day-old cold. I was going to go right back to sleep, but then I checked my phone. A tweet of a made-up David Bowie accompanied by the words ‘R.I.P. Starman’ caught my eye. I didn’t think much of it until I scrolled down a bit more to see more Bowie references. I opened up Safari and checked on The Guardian… Continue reading
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
The Grand Dame will be missed.
Love,
Kevin
(11 January 2016)
Sickbed slumber #3 (a poem)
O! The joys of sleeping with a cold, continued…
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Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
I can’t say I like the lack of proper sleep, but I am okay without all the coughing…
Love,
Kevin
(10 January 2016)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Day two of the Barry White phase, entering the stir-crazy phase…
Love,
Kevin
(9 January 2016)
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
I kind of like the Barry White phase—but I’d like it better without the congestion, sinus headache, and coughing. Just putting it out there.
Love,
Kevin
(8 January 2016)
Sickbed slumber #2 (a poem)
O! The joys of sleeping with a cold…
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Standards (a poem)
Sick since yesterday, but still writing…
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Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
And so the coughing starts…
Love,
Kevin
(7 January 2016)