Unlike most days, where I respond to posts fairly quickly, today I will be out much of the day. If anything in this post inspires you to leave a comment, please feel free to do so. I will get back to you late in the afternoon. I didn’t want anyone to think I was ignoring them.
Today, I’m scheduled to be in an office full of attorneys for several hours.
Do you know what this means?
Later in the evening I will take my warm shower using Mr. Clean, Brillo, Easy Off, Lysol, L’Oreal (because I’m worth it), Branson Industrial Strength Cleaner, Bounty (the quicker picker upper), and three scouring pads.
Please, feel free to leave your grime removing suggestions.
And now, back to the loving…
Flower In A Fortress
Gazing through the window pane, at the distant stars, he smiled. They didn’t seem to be as far as the woman he desired. He wondered why she choose to be a flower in a fortress. Without sun or rain this beauty would never bloom. Who wounded her so badly to make her feel this way? If only she would let him in; even for a moment, he would win her trust and tear down her walls; brick by lonely brick.
He would rather live with her rejection
Than bask in another girl’s affection
He needed her