22 hours ago at the witching hour I went to bed wondering what I would slice about today.
17 hours ago I woke up wondering what was I going to slice about today.
Fourteen and a half hours ago I walked out of Starbucks, on my way to work, with all hopes dashed of anything of interest happening for me to slice about today.
Ditto for the next coffee run, the lunch run and the I’m done for the day run at twelve, eight and a half, and five hours ago respectively.
Walked out of the movie theater an hour and a half ago with the same wonder still unanswered
And now an hour and a half before a new witching hour I stare at the blinking cursor and wonde…
Hmmm, not wondering any more…
Desperate times, desperate posts?
Check out the more thoughtful slices for what’s left of this Thursday: