I'd say, "up and running", but feels like I am still half asleep!
Life is going on, very quickly too!!!! I am just starting spring sessions, am involved in setting up a creative arts academy, and am trying to clean my house! There must be a poem somewhere that covers this...
................................................
By the side of the road, in the right
lane of traffic, lies
the wrong edge of
soul.
Rubber faces air, not pavement,
and grasps limply as the gravel
on the edge of wilderness.
Black patent leather, size eleven
with black laces, it leaves no print
on the passing vehicles.
It just sits.
Waiting.
For a matching sole.
