at the end of the work day, i look very forward to driving home to my husband and cozying up on the couch, watching tv, having dinner, telling a couple of jokes or get mad at little things for no reason

there's an incredible amount of comfort in this almost daily routine which words cannot describe (unless u're a very good poet or something)


Pictory Teller said...

i read this from E.D. recently:

I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us--don't tell!
They'd banish us, you know.

How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!

for no good reason at all reading your post reminded me of this... haminjoori.

shadi said...


makes me miss poetry... how painful...

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Anonymous said...

yes there is a great amount of comfort in routine,till u get tired of it then u want to change it,u cant and then u go back to routine again with more love :)
hope all is well with you

this is me nwa from excuses,lol bahaneha

menon said...

i think this century is pretty boring; no fencing matches or real battles or anything; i'm perpetually bored and keep wishing i was a spider or something, or a boar!

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