Dear Sunday,
Looks like you’re back to your old self again.
Love,
Kevin
(21 November 2021)
November 2021
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Sorry about that—I got distracted.
Love,
Kevin
(21 November 2021)
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
A good night’s sleep followed by a so-so night’s sleep. I hate that.
Love,
Kevin
(19 November 2021)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
You’ll have to forgive me. I had a good night’s sleep.
Love,
Kevin
(18 November 2021)
After the flood (this time) (a poem)
Continued.
New sounds: 39 hours
I left the house Monday morning, then couldn’t get home for almost 39 hours because all the routes into town were blocked by mudslides, flooding, or traffic at a complete standstill.
(17 November 2021)
Five and a half hours (a poem)
Thanks to a weekend of heavy rains, I found myself unable to get home the other night, as the freeway was blocked by a mudslide, and all the alternate routes were either closed due to flooding or essentially unpassable due to traffic accidents.
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
In the words of Eric Cartman, screw you guys—I’m going home.
Love,
Kevin
(17 November 2021)
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday,
I am not Southside Johnny. I do want to go home.
Love,
Kevin
(16 November 2021)
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
So much rain! This is what it must be to live inside a car wash.
Love,
Kevin
(15 November 2021)
Ordinary Average Thoughts 