a blip in time

after a major malfunction… maybe I am up and running again?
With a simple click… that’s all it took: click.
I sort fo felt like Ann(e) of Green Gables… I looked at the brooch and it… slippppped from my fingers and sank beneath the rippling waves.

I effectively erased the other blog completely. Ooops.

The sun’ll come out tomorrow
bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow
there’ll be sun
Just thinking about tomorrow
clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow… ’till there’s none

When I’m stuck with a day that’s gray and lonely
I just stick out my chin and grin and say: oh…

The sun’ll come out tomorrow
so you got to hang until tomorrow
come what may
tomorrow, tomorrow I love ya tomorrow
you’re always a day away
tomorrow, tomorrow I love ya tomorrow
You’re always just a daaaaaaaaay awaaaaaay

That’s awaaaay.  Not waaaaaaaahhhh.

  1. Oh my. So glad to know that I’m not the only one who does things like that!!

    I feel for you… treat yourself to a mocha cappucino or whatever it is that you’re always talking about… and shake it off. 🙂

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