Ten.One Thousand, Seven Hundred & Seventy-Six
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Still out of coffee.
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I tell myself I’m going to take it easy and do more child’s pose in between. But I dig deep and find some energy.
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Star pose as I watch the oak leaves dance in the wind.
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Red Hawk perched atop the blade of fan, the morning light bakes it glow. The lush green of the vines below.
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The car ride is quiet and easy. Quick transfer. Head back home. Rarely am I ever here on the weekend, watching tourists trying to order out of the pick-up window.
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But what’s the next step.
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Where’s The Twilight Zone?
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Can’t fight the fatigue.
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There are worse views.
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I just need more time to daydream.