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Picture yourself in a boat on a river,
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
Cellophane flowers of yellow and green,
Towering over your head.
Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes,
And she’s gone.

It’s May 1st. The sun is shining. There are beautiful purple, orange, & yellow flowers on my desk. Even my hula girl looks bright and happy today. The work rush has calmed to a normal busy pace. I’m drinking the last of my yummy raspberry-lime fruit water. All is well.

Then why am I so blah. My headache is mostly gone, but I still feel sore and sort of crappy. I have the VERY strong urge to go home early and pass out.. I mean work from there. Maybe I will.