Today I walked on the sunny side of the street.
It's almost the weekend and my usual Friday fervour is absent.
The highlight of my work year has been and gone. (see pics)
This time last year I sat on milk crates and warmed exposed toes.
Now I feel like winter has arrived, unannounced and premature.
Between then and now I've verbalised thoughts and had to take them back.
I'm a bag of contradictions-
Of maroon, mint jelly, mustard, poppy red, and pomegranate.
Impatience pervades my life like a majestic Wagnerian leimotif;
Allusive yet vivid, dissonance then resolution.