An ode to Mondays:
I'm swiveling in my office chair,
running fingers through my hair.
This morning I was late to class,
and my free time went by way too fast.
My boss just walked in from her smoke break,
and the smell on her clothes gives me a headache.
I look outside and see the sun shining,
and I wish I could feel it; my heart is pining.
Wishing the clock would turn to five,
So I may enjoy nature and live and thrive.
But for now I sit in this office of gray,
Oh how I wish it weren't a Monday.
Written by me on September 29, 2009
1 comment:
Oh Jessie, how I love thee...can't wait to be back in College Station with you!
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