Sick Day

Tue, 10/07/2014 - 17:09 -- jmueck

Location

Time.

The next endagered species.

Cluttered with gossip.

With work.

Unable to be unplugged,

Unable to be left empty.

 

Sick.

Uncomfortable.

Sneezing, coffing.

NyQuil and DayQuil.

The unpleasant taste accompanies

The hope of an unclogged breath.

The sudden realization:

The cord had left the soket.

 

Sick day.

A welcomed holiday.

A day to heal.

A day where Time can be found

Creeping out from behind closed doors.

Embracing your day,

Happy to once again be noticed.

 

Time.

Time to breath,

Time to sleep,

Time to improve,

Time to relax,

Time to catch up,

Time to be.

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