Semi-Daily Scribbles

 
She likes the rough stuff. Rousing me at 4 in the morning with no coffee in the house. Maybe America runs on DuhKin but I need one more hour of sleep and a triple shot of stronger stuff. Can't come around when I call. Oh, no. I was told to expect the erratic timetable. Scheduling a tête-à-tête is not worth the effort. When she says Jump! just sit down, shut up, and get out of your own way. You've got to let the words run off-leash because they aren't going to double back around. See? Another thought has slipped on by to be forever lost.