One day you’re just feeling like complete poodoo. I believe last weekend’s poem has illustrated this quite clearly. Then, after a bit of going to the right places, hanging out with the right people and hearing the right words, followed by letting the right thoughts into your head and letting them sweep out the bothersome ones, suddenly even otherwise dispiriting things like the bleak weather and your writing not taking off as well as you’d like aren’t capable of bringing you down!
When I say ‘you’ I’m of course talking about ‘me’, but hey, if this can can be applied to your situation as well, then congratulations: it appears you’re more like me than you might have thought possible (I’m so humble… ^_~)! In any case, things are looking up again *knock on wood*. Here’s to them remaining this way!
Not sure what to write
But at least those whirling winds
Now flow the right way