Friday, September 17, 2004

Morning Whimsy
I have one of the worst form of jet lags - the 12 hr phase lagged one - instead of my decent sleep at night and a siesta in the afternoon I slept from 1-5.30 yesterday afternoon and I am wide awake after my nap from 2-4.30 this morning. Good morning folks. I hereby present bad poetry for you:

Jet lag, no sleep, yawn
When is it morning? When is it dawn?
Vagueness beckons, droopy eyes
Sleeping in the night - futile tries
Awake alone, no one to talk
Corridors, alleys - random walk
Crappy poem this, to spend some time
Just no reason, terrible rhyme

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