Saturday, March 6, 2010

At the End of the Day



An expression fired my synapses, or something like that, a few minutes ago as I opened my laptop to write a few words before my brain shut down for the day. It went like this, "At the end of the day..." I know, it's not much, but those five words did the circular thing traveling around inside my head, hitting the walls of one side then another. I thought, if I write this down maybe it will go away, so I decided that I should run with it.

This is it, me, running with it.Well that's all. I'm spent. What did you expect... at the end of the day?

My mouth shall speak wisdom; the meditation of my heart shall be understanding; I will incline my ear to a proverb; I will solve my riddle to the music of the harp. Psalms 49:3-4

Peace. Love, Linda

1 comment:

m said...

I like that-says it all "at the end of the day"

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