99 emails await attention
brain, like legs, plastic –
To do’s flood consciousness,
constrict breathing –
The sun, reacting to yesterday’s
intensity, has stayed away –
a co-conspirator in misery
I wait for illumination –
clear direction on how
to begin, motivation
to follow
Dampness seeps in –
a body-snatcher –
I must move
Emptied wine glasses
linger on countertop –
remnants of celebration
I turn the faucet to hot
immerse glass and flesh,
will progress.
(Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing prompt: illumination in 73 words. Also linking up to Fandango’s flood, and Ragtag Community’s plastic. Image from personal collection.)
At first I thought you were talking about Thanksgiving, but then remembered that in Canada, Thanksgiving is in October, right? What was the party occasion?
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We celebrated our Christmas a month early. So, at least that is behind me now. It was a lovely day with all the kids and their little ones.
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Love this. Sounds like my house last weekend…
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Thanks. You recovered apparently?
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I did! ha ha!
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I feel like you are living under the low pressure system I am experiencing here today! lol
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Likely…
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