today wxpn's lightlunch playlist theme is the Wind. rightly so. if there was a morning to call in sick, it was today. 3 long tree-lined blocks. i jogged most of the way, as much as the damned lining on my skirt would allow, it always bunches up above my butt! i wasn't going to chance getting knocked in the head with falling tree parts. it's a hot cocoa- peanut butter on a bagel with a red delicious apple kind of lunch day. rod stewart (when he was young and good, not a connick jr. wannabe) is crooning to what sounds like a 12 string guitar.

beautiful. mandolin wind.

as gorgeous as that charcoal tinted sky. shows off the dying green, the crispy brown leaves that crunch under little girl shoes and rubbery boy sneakers. it's a good day, to stay in, wear the red flannel shirt. the wool hunting socks, and dive into a good book.
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i've begun working it out. it's been too long. realizing that i've been living like gulliver and your strings were the ones that pinned me down. you were a big ball of potential, of ego, worldliness. but today i'm kinda feeling you are a small man, harmless and just plainly human. i'm glad that i don't know you anymore, but sad you can't see who i've become.