Poetic license that is.  

I had a really good day yesterday. I was up on hours, meaning a short day at work. I was making great strides on a tech thing I was working on, making the day move along nicely.


It was pleasantly warm out, instead of the searing, punishing heat we have been having all summer.  

Everything was perfect. 

And I was chatting with my girlfriend about it, and some spontaneous poetry broke out. 

 Me: I'm sitting outside having just eaten lunch out here.

Squee: What was lunch? How's outside? in 5 words each

Me: Swai, roast potatoes and veggies. A quiet bench, shady trees

Squee:  so lovely and effectively communicated

Sometimes, life is just perfect.



AuthorMako Allen
Categories365 Gratitude