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Creeping millimeter by millimeter, weren’t we, today?
Bumper to bumper braved the collision after another collision.
Wailing sirens both police and ambulance,
One elevated call, that’s all it took to make way for assistance.
Never mind the people who mock me
I guess I gave too much of a whine
When really all I should
Do is down all the wine.
Think back on what we’ve been through,
Eighty five miles back and forth
The snow, ice and sleet, fires and the searing heat.
High and low winds,
Knots in tummies (sometimes causing winds inside of us, too)
Yes talk of such unforgiving elements!
Who could forget that thought-would-never-end Cajon Crawl?
And now this, the covering of the sinkhole!
I guess what I’m saying is the sun is shining and my glasses are broken.
But life goes on.
Although not a fashion statement, Elastoplast should do the trick. Just don’t wear the glasses outside of the car for your street cred will diminish somewhat.
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It happens to be my favourite sunglasses! The sillier the better!
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By the way, I should have added, fine poetical musings. I enjoyed the structure; the read.
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You did?! Thank you! Thought I should make it less whine-y 😉
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That’s happened to me…literally!
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The broken glasses? After all that, I needed the sunglasses and it’s broken. Could this day get any worse? Maybe I should keep my mouth shut. The day’s not over yet!
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Well, it is now. Glad you survived. Yep, once lost a lens on my sunglasses and didn’t even notice. Walked into a store that way and wondered why everyone was looking at me funny.
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Hahaha! That’s hilarious! A modern pirate!
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