Lazy afternoon

It’s Sunday afternoon, there’s a slight wind blowing through my high ponytail, and I just saw a cluster of birds conveying on the phone wires across the street. I’m outside looking at everything, anything, dissecting it to its smallest partial. You may say I’m bored or lazy. The first no, the later in every sense.

I am enjoying the time to be lazy, because I know what it is like to be over looked.

Home is clean, groceries done and put away, furbaby getting all the attention she wants and deserves, and the guys glued to their respective television.

I know this time will end soon, as matter of fact I will be in the kitchen within the hour to prepare dinner. Wow what a couple of moments of bipolar clarity.


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