memyselfnie

Doing my best zombie imitation (it’s not

just for phone junkies anymore) and

there’s always something, so, git’er done is the

new thing. Just might lose a few pounds

doing it too, but no promises.

But feeling free to move about the cabin.

It may be an umpteenth go-round,

with toe-tapping regularity,

but it’s got a beat,

and you can dance to it.

You know the drill:

Life, Lemons, Lemonade

Proof you say? OK, proof.

You are here, aren’t you?

Only real question is,

in what degree.

You don’t own it, it owns you.

When you can’t stop, can’t put it down,

can’t come up for air,

You can.