so when i woke up for work today...i was really really tempted to call out and just go back to bed. been stressing out lately with some issues and work makes me want to puke sometimes.
anyway, i'm fighting this urge to sleep because i get paid to not work on christmas, but if i call out the day before or after, i lose it.
considering i'm off tomorrow, i had to go in if i wanted today's hours and free hours later.
ugh, right?
so i'm at work, and it's not too bad. i had some vault, so it worked out.
but partway through my shift, it hits me.
there's a new poem i'm working on a little unlike what i've always written.
there's no rhyme.
there's no scheme.
and to be quite honest, it's a bit raw.
seductive even.
i hope that you'll all enjoy it when it's done...because i'm gonna work freaking hard to make it perfect.

i'm excited.