I'm in a kerfunkle, and have been for a couple of days.
I feel out of sorts, tossed about, and just plain lazy. I don't like being lazy...laziness always make me feel crummy.
I need Mary Poppins on days like today. I want her to sing to me "a spoon full of sugar" and snap her little fingers until my home is clean. I want to fly a kite, and maybe even soar into wild blue with it. I want to jump into a painting and frolic (love that word) through the field with no cares at all. I want to curl up in a cozy bed, and instead of doing the singing, I want someone to rub my head and sing me to sleep.
I even want to feed the birds.
Okay, not so much on that last one. Actually, when I'm in a kerfunkle, I'd rather shoot the (loud, chirping at dawn) birds.
I don't really mean that.
On most days, that is.
Anyone have a chimney I can borrow?
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