The old man turned back to give one last smile And he raised his mug in a greeting stopping in the aisle And I remember the days when I first met him Learning to have that yellow cup filled to the lid
He throws back the last “sweetheart” he will probably ever call me And I tell him to “drive safe”, “be careful”, and a sad “see you maybe” The way his eyes lit up when I told him that I was finally Moving onto bigger and better things
Three years, three jobs, two cities, two names And every ‘by chance’ meeting punctuated with a wave And the old man says he knows “ill be great” And I smile bitterly as we go our separate ways
Roger, you give me hope. In our small interactions That things will be ok Because even when things change Some people always stay the same
Coffee. eight cream, no sugar Hi sweetheart, it's been a while
i miss him and this only happened last night, thank you roger for being the only man who doesnt make sweetheart creepy, youre my favorite.
****. I'm locked in again Not paralysed but stuck. Not sure what to do. Each task appears barbed Like it will pierce my heart. I could make a piece of jewellery Write my story Make an animation Or tidy up? Any would do... But instead I sit here Not sure how to proceed. It's like the other things that I woudn't do Stop me doing any of the other things that I could do. D-E-C-I-D-E from the latin "Decidere" To cut off! To seperate!
When do we knock off? Home offices, not for toffs, I stagger to the desktop, Yikes, another job! Guess it won't take me long, ******* my phone, my new song, We can afford gas for cars vehicular, But not allowed anywhere particular, So, we work in the home office, Jobs designed for masochists!
Lock down What describes it . Pros & cons Getting into lazy mode. Not dressing Lie in more . Eat more unhealthy junk. No structured day with little or no routine. Feeling helpless Hopeless No direction No goals . Unless.
You can turn the whole thing around. Into a positive mode. Thinking about the things I can do. Decorate Garden House clear out. Home cooking Home baking Art & crafts Mister motivator Exercise.
The time I spent at school was miserable and I envy those who had a great time though the end was beautiful Being there was a waste of time
I know it may seem a little sad but seriously, it was just awful I did slack on some days but for that, I am thankful because I didn't waste any time on something so deceitful Something outright hurtful to the mind.
Remember to come out alive as a human and not as a machine for you are a man not a machine.