Thursday, February 03, 2005
Here at Work
Here at work I sit and stare
Far away from the screen
My mind has gone elsewhere
Work sits piled in my box
A distant thought of trees
The ticking of the clock
The sun rises above the hills
A chilly breeze against my face
No phone, no email, no bills
I blink too fast, I am back
Back at work on this Thursday
I push against my mind's attack
Far away from the screen
My mind has gone elsewhere
Work sits piled in my box
A distant thought of trees
The ticking of the clock
The sun rises above the hills
A chilly breeze against my face
No phone, no email, no bills
I blink too fast, I am back
Back at work on this Thursday
I push against my mind's attack
// posted by Justin @ 9:01 AM 
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justin
to a fellow blogger who happened to come up in conversion the other day...i thought i would finally post a damn comment.
i am miss odd's friend who found myself asking how you were doing about mb the other day as i went over to odd's house to take a shower, as mine was on the fritz. too much information? well, i feel like we're old friends. so take care dear justin, and know odd and i talk about you, on the other side of the world.
ps...sneaky of her to post a comment!!!!!!! grr.
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to a fellow blogger who happened to come up in conversion the other day...i thought i would finally post a damn comment.
i am miss odd's friend who found myself asking how you were doing about mb the other day as i went over to odd's house to take a shower, as mine was on the fritz. too much information? well, i feel like we're old friends. so take care dear justin, and know odd and i talk about you, on the other side of the world.
ps...sneaky of her to post a comment!!!!!!! grr.
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