Thy nerd-dom come!

I got new specs today — definitely stepped outside my comfort zone with these and whew! Am I glad. I love them…and have a pretty good feeling they’ll look extra snazzy with a summer dress and a fedora.

“I don’t care what they say about them anyway…I…don’t…care ’bout that.”

How Now

How’m I gonna do it? Watch eight hours of television on my front lawn? Drink lemonade? Dance on Main Street in that swimsuit, the one I took from my sister three summers ago? Walk through every aisle at WalMart? Read books backwards, burn the evidence of yesteryear, dive into scores of packing peanuts? Sleep sideways, or upside down, or downside up? Water artificial flowers? Set the limbo bar a little lower, then crawl under a little swifter? Eat cake for every meal? Hitchhike across the universe? Write sonatas, draw photographs, make mom proud? Sleep?

Or…set it aside and walk away?

I took the hit, the bulk of the blame,
and years later
I can still feel the sting
Often speculating what,
how things could be.

I hate that so much, and more
that you’ll not know, not ever.