I don't want to be an adult today. I don't want to go to court to re-hash another domestic case. I want to stay home sick, wrapped in a blanket in front of the tele. I don't want to have to come home to read chapters of economics and psychobabble. I don't want to have to dress up to go out. I want someone to make me soup. I want to be able to have a day where I can be that kid again. (Some would argue that I'm still there) I want, I want I want.
Thursday, January 18, 2007
Oh Pooh...
I don't want to be an adult today. I don't want to go to court to re-hash another domestic case. I want to stay home sick, wrapped in a blanket in front of the tele. I don't want to have to come home to read chapters of economics and psychobabble. I don't want to have to dress up to go out. I want someone to make me soup. I want to be able to have a day where I can be that kid again. (Some would argue that I'm still there) I want, I want I want.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
3 comments:
wah wah. No, just kidding. Can you take some time to do something to recharge your battery? A cat nap perhaps? Or a walk in the woods?
word! Because then it won't get so bad that you have to quit your job and take a month to wander about aimlessly as I'm about to do...
i like this post james.
Post a Comment