a new day

“What do you do all day all by yourself?”

“Oh, you know…. I write. (Do I?) I paint. (Do I?) I take care of the house (I don’t.) and dogs.”

It’s torture, torment, but, I don’t have enough superiority complex to tell them, “None of your business,” or the smarts to retort, “I breathe.”

It doesn’t matter what I do today because tomorrow will come unless a meteor hits Earth or nuclear missiles collide over Pacific or something.








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