If My Words Could Speak

the musings of a peculiar poet….

Good Twenty Second day of the Eighth month of the Year of our Lord Two Thousand and Seventeen! Yeah, I know that was a bit much HOWEVER, that is how it is sometimes. We have to go over the top to make a point. On Day Twenty-One, whilst brainstorming how I would tie the day …

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Good Day! The beginning of the week is usually dubbed the “maniac” part of the workweek. It is, for most of us, the start just after our 48 hour time away from our jobs. How often do we dream of never having to punch in/out, be our own boss or simply work less get paid …

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