Musings
“Free At Last”
February - 26 - 2011
It was a tiring two hour trip from Palm Springs in the middle of the night. I was almost home. It was quarter to one in the morning. I thought I'd stop for some beer at the grocery store, when it started raining. It was miserable, cold, windy and wet when I got home. I didn't want to get out of the car. I would have been content just sitting there in the driveway, drinking one of my beers, listening to music, surfing the internet on my laptop using the wifi from my house. I was tired. I could just sleep in the car. Who’d care? My wife might. She'd call to see where I was, that is, if she was still even awake. I see the neighbor peaking through his blinds. At least I'm home. Day of Rest
Why are all these bees working on Sunday?
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