The clock is ticking, time waits for no person and what comes around goes around.
Life wringer outers will recognize this sure-fire road map to the loonie bin and damn good wages as long as one don’t mind slopping the hawgs or cleaning up the barn cycle in and cycle out.
Here is also from whence the nefarious will to control seeps from calenders and blurts from desk top favored enterprise sponsored, he/she-yach or sports team passing of the day reminders which
are mandatorily affixed to every citizen’s walls and digital displays.
Let not one awakening yawn by sans being tagged for every
new dawning signifies once again just how blessed we
are to be allowed to view another gorgeous sun
for without this new day (and its heartily
attached monikers) we would drift
through a timeless, carefree
place where surely bells
and whistles are most frowned upon.
Thank you, friend.