Pregnant clouds loom
over head while I'm cozy
in my bed, covered up
from leg to hip
while gently biting
my fingertip. Questions
dance in my head,
should I read or blog
instead? Should I leave
and risk the rain,
or should I here just remain?
I promised to go make calls for the Obama campaign but the dark and threatening sky causes me to hesitate. I hate driving in the rain; I already can't see as it is. I'll give it a few more minutes. If the sky opens, my door stays closed. If the clouds move on, then I guess I must too. Gotta keep my word.
QoMV
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