the dust bunnies beckon . I'm knee deep in dirty socks . the people who sign my paycheck expect me at my desk everyday . family, God Bless Them, never expect dinner . so many other things must come first . even the little stray cat and her kittens now living under my shed . so little time . and another week has gone by . i've painted my flower faces with colored pencils and collaged them on the canvas . but still so much and so many left to do . and nasty old time is a selfish creature . if you don't give him his due, he sucks the life right out of your aspirations . he takes your interest . he steals your drive . . .
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