So i wake up to another interesting uninteresting day.
It is today, which is like any other day, except for
A little glitch here and there, perhaps an inch away,
Perhaps slightly brighter yet cloudy or maybe more.
Started really when i woke up early to take a pee.
But in an empty house, early is really way too early.
Especially when one finds one's self utterly alone.
Good thing there's the iPad and the cellular phone.
Oh my word, the rhyme up there fell off the beat.
Doesn't matter, i guess since this is just a stupid verse.
Store's almost closed and i really need something to eat,
Sometimes i want to sit in the car to just scream and curse.
Not because i'm unhappy as hell. No reason to be, y'know.
There's everything i need up here. Well, almost.
There's a nice house, shiny car, and cafes to go.
More wealthy fun that can fit in a single Twitter post.
But the hours in the store are tiring and long up here.
And because i'm not here full time, they give me troubles.
They make me feel guilty whenever i disappear.
They call me names, and today they called me "Mr. Bubbles."
My lovely wife and lovelier kids can be seen when online.
But of course that doesnt replace hugging and all.
We talk, we call, we buzz each other all the time.
But sometimes i find myself even lonelier after every call.
While a five-hour drive away there's a struggling little band,
Of saxophone players without a keyboard player and practice.
And then there's my little office that sometimes needs a hand.
Down there is family, friends, work and music that i miss!
But this isn't hell, and i'm really grateful they took me back in.
But although tiring, this up-and-down thing goes on, i fear.
So if i'm back in town and you're wondering where i've been,
Above here is the twenty-eight-line overview of my day up here.
0720pm
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