All Kinds of Reasons Not to Look At You.
May 4, 2014 § Leave a comment
I’m too busy to bother with you.
Ze dog, propped on its wiggling haunches, kept moaning/groaning,panting while I went on smoking and staring.
Just moments ago, but it’s in the past just as my coughing which came right after.
All of this, the past. What’s coming is coming and will also be gone.
Just the other day, I inquired from another his fears of growing old.
No. He has no fears of growing old.
I am still thrown.
See, way too busy with these musings to bother with the dog.