While undertaking the colossal task of cleaning out the disk drive…I came across this little ditty which I totally forgot all about. I penned this during the days in college, while struggling to get the dissertation done and submitted. I still fondly remember sipping a bigass venti starbucks at the campus eatery and pondering over content. No idea how it digressed into a Poem of sorts…but it’s funny how the brain works and it eventually cured my momentary brainfart.

And yes…I graduated from college eventually.

Though often referred to and mocked, this girl seldom makes a sound in the quote book. To make up for this lack of defense, I am giving her a chance to speak, from a little microphone in her box.

24 of 50 haiku poems written on Friday, July 1, 2011 to document the day my husband had surgery. Each haiku deals with something that was around me that day from the time I left that morning until we were home and finally went to sleep.

23 of 50 haiku poems written on Friday, July 1, 2011 to document the day my husband had surgery. Each haiku deals with something that was around me that day from the time I left that morning until we were home and finally went to sleep.

Every so often, a lot of us should lapse right into waiting. You will use matters shut off that we all be aware of everyone ought not and additionally you will discover quite a few kind-of plausible excuses that explain why everyone hadn’t conducted a factor that, huge off, can easily much more did. A few for the lamest things about procrastination. Watch so, which agrees with you will top.

Just because I had a nightcap at Starbucks an hour ago…

Inspired by my brother’s critical observations.

Starting your day off right.

Coffee and memories.

My favorite list continues…