17 October 2013

It Is Monday

Well, it IS a Monday came with the realisation 
things were different - if not discretely strange 
rubbish bin’s should’ve hinted strongly that an 
event-filled weekend’s passage was done but 
dwelling in a time-warp meant none of usually 
clear signals had effects - there was plenty of 
yawning and bleary stares which left no doubt 
the dice had somehow been rolled again 

So there we were, making headway in a bent 
view of which way was up and concluding no 
contest stated the best case; try to limit what 
you intend achieving today came as superior 
advice which we listened to intently - mate, a 
great idea, hell yeah, we’ll try staying awake 
© 30 September 2013, I. D. Carswell