this is what i feel like.
almost up to 100 degrees out there.
and i have bronchitis.
not a cold.
but my familiar old friend
a WINTERTIME disease for pete’s sake!
sound like a seal.
feel like said seal is sitting on my chest.
the only time in my life
i ever really wish i were rich.
i’d have an in house cook.
she would make
delightful things and call me to come and eat.
i wouldn’t have to lift a finger.
supposed to go to tulsa with
the marine and blake and jacob
at this point i might infect half the state
without even trying!
so . . .
will probably not get to go.
i feel exactly how that green person above
only i think i might look a wee bit worse.
i will be back.
… envision …
… enhear …
enhear. just made it up.
it means like envision only with your ears.
i will be back when the cool autumn weather
my muse has bronchitis too.
hers is much worse than mine.
hers was so bad she just
up and left!
but in the autumn . . .
it will be cool again . . .
i will be well.
or maybe i’ll be dead.
but i hope not.
have a wonderful wonderful summer.
as soon as i get rid of this . . .
i intend to have a wonderful summer also!
for now old bean.
love and hugs
you know who you are.
you’re welcome to leave comments here.
but don’t feel you have to!
i will set it on reply to publish
but won’t be answering.
i’ll be hacking.
and eating pretend food from my
the in house one of course.
til autumn old bean!