Monday, 29th January.
A day of smiles, happy thoughts and overall cheer. A day when a piece of paper is enough to coax a smile out of any tired old face and make it look like a baby's expectant face looking at her mother. Oh yes. It is THE DAY.
I got my piece of paper and I am extremely happy. But everything's still on paper. So all I can say is: show me the money!
Three down and a few more to go. Santa must really believe that I've been good last year. That is good. Life is good.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
-
The prompt for this week: My Nights A few years back, I was in São Paulo, Brazil on assignment for a month. We have a few local colleagu...
-
The words for this week are: Icy Pause Train A secret revealed in the heat of the moment His icy look is like a dagger in my heart I walk aw... -
The words for this week are: Picture Reflected Stop Picture Perfect. The cliché just popped into his mind when he saw her. The face of a w...
No comments:
Post a Comment