four twenty three,
antipodean time
and i am caught,
wide awake
between, my thoughts
and the sounds of
a snoring husband
and a cat purring
hungrily....
for an early breakfast.
i have a feeling,
no... i have a knowing.
this is...
going to be a long, long day.
Aug 5, 2014
Aug 5, 2014 at 2:31 PM UTC
four twenty three,
antipodean time
and i am caught,
wide awake
between, my thoughts
and the sounds of
a snoring husband
and a cat purring
hungrily....
for an early breakfast.
i have a feeling,
no... i have a knowing.
this is...
going to be a long, long day.
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