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BEEP!  BEEP!  BEEP!

Thump.

Drag, drag.

Press snooze.

Ah, snuggle in.

y  A  W  n.

S  t   r  e  t  c   h  ----

Rub, rub.

Blink.  Blink.  Blink.

It's Tuesday.  Oh, it's Tuesday!

After a long weekend getaway 
to the middle of Wisconsin, 
completely disconnected from 
the fast-paced-real-world,
it's difficult to get readjusted.

And it was worth it.






Comments

  1. Tuesday - the curse of the long weekend.
    Enjoy the short week!

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  2. I always love the way you vary your print and play with white space when you write poems.

    Welcome home/back!

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  3. Your first eight lines were so vivid. I yawned when I read yawn. Delightful.

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  4. Glad you had a good weekend, spending time away and doing something different with girls. Hope your week is as good as the weekend was! Love ya M

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  5. What Stacey said! I love the way you make your lines POP!

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  6. Oooh, a long weekend is always worth the dreaded alarm and re-introduction to reality!

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  7. You have such a talent for manipulating letters and lines to create meaning. Glad you had a good weekend away. We all need some time away from the routine.

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  8. Michelle,
    You are so talented and getting the words across in a meaningful way-so creative! I hope you were able to enjoy your time away-it sounded relaxing-which is a very good thing!

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  9. Love the way you use the text to show the meaning of your words! Brilliant. Thanks for sharing!

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  10. Great to see the play with words, but even more meaningful is that you shared the reluctance to get back in the swing. Getaways are so nice, aren't they, Michelle. So happy you had a good time!

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  11. Glad you had such a relaxing weekend getaway. Makes it hard to get up and go back, but once you are back, you feel refreshed!

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  12. You know exactly how to play with words and fonts to achieve a desired result. I could feel the yawn and stretch, and the surprise of Tuesday arriving. I wish to be disconnected from the fast-paced-real-world more often.

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