"There's not much doubt in any of our minds that no complete idea springs fully formed from our brow,
needing only a handshake and a signature on the contract to send it off into the world to make twenty-five billion dollars.
The germ of the idea grows slowly..." - Walt Kelly

Sunday, April 7, 2024

Wish you were here

I hope this finds you well. 
It has been raining
on and off,
it seems, for weeks. 
And even before, 
finding a dry spot
was no meager feat.
Things have not
been the same lately - 
it is no secret -
and the ebb and flow
of critical mass
has left me exhausted. 
I hope to enjoy a taste
of warmer weather, soon. 
I hope to hear 
another voice, different
than this one
you've been using, 
worn down, each morning. 
All my best to you. 

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