But wait, I barely began
After a long day of doing
The most insignificantly
significant things.
Where does a blog entry figure in this grind?
On top of it all, if one can day dream.
Cause getting the slow roasted potatoes
To the perfect Shade of red
Rules the roost over this absurd spread.
But while i pound the garlic and dry coconut in the mortar and pestle,
I absentmindedly muse over starting my blog with “But wait…”
Like you are about to leave, or as if you are even here!
I dream to banter in paragraphs
That make you gasp for breath
As if you are experiencing something exhilarating..
Like a rollercoaster ride or a thriller on the edge of the seat!
Then, gentle reminder- there’s no method to this madness.
It ebbs and flows, once obsessing over a title at length
And at an other time
Dismissing it as an overhead!
(It could possibly be the time crunch, the body aching to snooze)
But wait…Or maybe don’t!
No wait…
And come back again.
Tomorrow the method might find some meaning.
