…miles to go before I sleep…
In my mind I’m already gone, or so goes the line from Seinfeld. Unfortunately it has little to do with my present circumstances. It’s Monday. Monday Monday. Can’t trust that day. I should be well on my way by now, in my car, on the road, being one with the commute. I am. however, not. As you can tell by these electronic characters you are now reading. I was typing when I should have been driving. Wordsmithing while I should have been on my way to the place where we make rock flow.
OK I’m leaving for the office now. I’m not keen on it. I’d rather curl up on the sofa with a steaming cup of java and my laptop. Lord knows I have a novel to write. But I will trudge to the office on this cold gray Monday morning. There are bills to pay. My debts are lovely dark and deep, and I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.

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