For A Moment
I measure life, in moments. Moments accumulate into days and then weeks, and then months and then years. Some moments are good, others, not so much.
My recent accumulation of moments, not so good. So, just for this moment, I say - ick. Nobody wants to hear about icky moments. So I won't share.
This moment, it'll go away. Someday.
My recent accumulation of moments, not so good. So, just for this moment, I say - ick. Nobody wants to hear about icky moments. So I won't share.
This moment, it'll go away. Someday.
posted by Molly Sue at
7:56 AM
2 Comments:
you can't say "icky moment" without elaborating on what it was...don't leave us hangin'
Oh, but I can say "icky moment" and not elaborate. There are far to many insignificant, inconsequential "ickies" that accumulated at once. So, therefore, I can be a "cream puff" and keep it to myself.
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