Friday, April 24, 2009

false-footing

sometimes it happens that there is a nothing-feeling. there is a stuffed-with-cotton feeling. a bare can't-do feeling. no pup, no spry feeling. i have woken up in this cool place, washed my face but not much else. my feet are cold, and my to-do list is long. i am thinking about bills and being in the black or in the red and what that means, while the sun is out on the hills across town, but i can't get there. and i wonder, is this my family? is this fatigue, from too much work, too much paid labor? if i could just get outside i think i'd experience a shift. a free-agent shift. i think i will go try. socks-and-shoes give it a try. comb-of-the-hair try. clean-laundry try. hot coffee try.

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