Down on me

My ally.

My confident.

My best friend.

I'm losing my daily contact with her. Her last day is Friday.

She makes me laugh. She is witty and sarcastic and beautiful.

She knows everything about me.

I love her and hate to see her go.

I wish it would rain now.

Monday Morning

Content, thoughtful, creative, happy, longing to be elsewhere.
Looking at my list of projects to finish, lacking focus, distracted here.
Turn on my iPod to drown out wandering thoughts, so I can work.
I hear something soulful and jazzy that takes me elsewhere, but makes it worse.
Longing to work on dreams and fantasy.