January – Ed Boy

Mondays Are For Boggling

Planning for a detour is giving yourself space to see that scenery

Working while enjoying the thought of what you’ll do after you stop working.

Another one out for delivery

Let’s let ourselves love!

Digital number get bigger; physical spirit get brighter

Back to the old grind

Neatly folded, crisply pressed

Talking about how I didn’t talk

It’s like a literal ball in my arm

Don’t want to always exists – sometimes just want to be

Letting myself play, have fun, smoke, be healthy

Overlooking a man made creek where the cold silences the smell

Stay calm and nobody loses a rubber ducky

Helping myself move toward a new goal

The vacuum is roaring because it’s happy to see me.

Prideful accidents lead to bashful confessions

Trying it again because that’s all we can do

Spend your time growing only to have one careless thought ruin it all

Money to live and more to live safe

More than a $ I’m two $$