It’s Wednesday morning and
it’s got that Friday kind of vibe
but without that “Thank god
it’s finally Friday” feeling.
So much seems to be ending;
there’s so little to be grateful for.
These days, it’s possible to be
out of gas by noon on Tuesday;
to have to muddle through an
entire week of Wednesdays
on nothing but fumes
and the emptiest of promises.
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RDP Wednesday — Gratitude
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Scrambled, Not Fried 