So I put together a care package for my nephew today.
And wrote him a goofy, rhymey poem.
Alexandria was mortified.
She suggested I facebook him- instead of putting such foolishness on paper.
You just haven't lived until a 12 year old tells you you're tacky.
I find myself daydreaming a lot lately.
I don't want to be some distracted, far off person.
I want to engage.
I have complete conversations that I cant remember 3 minutes later.
I feel like I'm sleep walking.
I've gotta wake up-
I've got to be awakened.
I think I left my heart back home.
But that will never do...because life is here. now.
Today is all I really have for sure.
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