Recipe for Good Momentum in September of This Year
Sleep plenty. Start before 2
most nights. Hydrate. Eat
often, and take lots of time
with plan, and gather, and
prep. And, as you & she would
aim: more than one thing.
Willy-nilly. Avaunt! Heigh-ho.
Don't worry about money. It's o.k.;
smart enough, for now---fret not.
See every movie you might like,
and breakfast with any who will.
Take walks. Spend hours with
the dying leaves. Get a little
chilly and go inside to warm up.
Remember the bathtub. Love Chet
well (that may leave thee ere long).
Try the steering fluid. Sell the
Jeep. You can do it. It can end its
motoring days with another. Just
take out the sentimental rocks.
Finally: don't even try not to
think of that one, but practice
giving up wishes. They're right,
Polly's Buddhists, though you're
not altogether with them. Now go on
and sing songs to yourself, and ponder
inertia, cuz it applies to motion, too.
Mix well, until firm. Serves one.
Enjoy.
Of course this comes out with thoughts of that little Larry Ferlinghetti that fits so well on a postcard, the list recipe poem I used to do variations of in my head (as Denise used to write her own personalized "My Favorite Things" now & then)( Collapse )
most nights. Hydrate. Eat
often, and take lots of time
with plan, and gather, and
prep. And, as you & she would
aim: more than one thing.
Willy-nilly. Avaunt! Heigh-ho.
Don't worry about money. It's o.k.;
smart enough, for now---fret not.
See every movie you might like,
and breakfast with any who will.
Take walks. Spend hours with
the dying leaves. Get a little
chilly and go inside to warm up.
Remember the bathtub. Love Chet
well (that may leave thee ere long).
Try the steering fluid. Sell the
Jeep. You can do it. It can end its
motoring days with another. Just
take out the sentimental rocks.
Finally: don't even try not to
think of that one, but practice
giving up wishes. They're right,
Polly's Buddhists, though you're
not altogether with them. Now go on
and sing songs to yourself, and ponder
inertia, cuz it applies to motion, too.
Mix well, until firm. Serves one.
Enjoy.
Of course this comes out with thoughts of that little Larry Ferlinghetti that fits so well on a postcard, the list recipe poem I used to do variations of in my head (as Denise used to write her own personalized "My Favorite Things" now & then)( Collapse )
