New bills. New worries. New stress. New anger. I have a feeling that this break will not go as smoothly as I imagined. Everyone wants something. I just got up. It's nearly 3:30 p.m. I feel oddly unmotivated to actually do anything. I feel like sitting here all day. Daydreaming. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The beauty will not last the precious moments of glory will fade Gone away Gone I will dream of sweeter days I will dream of memories passed Moments lost Minutes gone Gone ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My poetry is not its best today. I am not my best today. Far from. Far, far from. I feel like running away to Canada. Or any other country not near here. Far away. My favorite word today is FAR. I am done for now.