Ever Changing Patterns of Life

Man, work was on hit today. I don't know what is going on. So many people to manage and nobody listening. I hate turbulence. Why can't everyone work as one happy family? Craziness. On days like this I just day dream about the days of summer lemon-aid and warm nights. No work, no school. No troubles. Ah, I need a breath of fresh air. Vacation coming around the corner and it's much needed.

Wanna see my new poetry blog?

Blogging is addicting. Have you checked out my new one? Poetry by yours truly.

It's a private forum. I would be happy to add you to the distribution list. Just let me know.

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