Day Five for Imaginary Life One, Dancer:
Took the day off sick to recoup from the great and terrible month of August. The focus is shifting once more. My transition is afoot.
I spent so time doing some mid-day free-form dance. Like the old days. Like when the mania flowed outta me in hydraulic fits. Rather than the now's cool trickle. The body sings and I'm at home. It's a rare alignment. I make promises like a new lover. This is my dance. It will be all knees and elbows soon enough.
Took the day off sick to recoup from the great and terrible month of August. The focus is shifting once more. My transition is afoot.
I spent so time doing some mid-day free-form dance. Like the old days. Like when the mania flowed outta me in hydraulic fits. Rather than the now's cool trickle. The body sings and I'm at home. It's a rare alignment. I make promises like a new lover. This is my dance. It will be all knees and elbows soon enough.
Haiku of the Day:
Small time city build
Livin' day by day by dice
The game reflects life
Livin' day by day by dice
The game reflects life
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