I try to be good,to concentrate solely on what I am doing.Really I do. But time passes, and I get bored.Then the next thing I know, without my permission,I'm staring off into space, while my mind wanders—to this...
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And I grin (wickedly?),
and think to myself, "Self?
"Your life could be worse.
"You've got the best job in the world,
"and that is has to be—
"writing romance novels!"
Happy Saturday!
Anybody got a towel? Nah! ;)
(Hunk via my Holdin Out for a Hero board on Pinterest. If you're ever in the area, stop by for a bit and join the fun! Just tell them Reb sent you.)
Published on July 28, 2012 05:02