front porch

I was torn today. I had to make a choice: do what I needed to do or say goodbye. I chose the later. I wonder if I'm going to regret that. Maybe I'll put that aside for later. Tomorrow, I'm going to over-charge the lady that I nanny for. Why? Because I don't like to be taken advantage of.

Today, I have nothing whimsical. 

Nothing poetic.

Not even thought-provoking.

My mind is somewhere else.

I wish I had a front porch.