I am "worded out,"
after a two-hour class,
and a long day, and a
Migraine that refused to die.

I want to write brilliant things,
but I just don't have it in me.
The words won't come,
and no amount of London Fog tea
will coax them out of the shadows.

So I shall have to be satisfied with this:
An experiential lesson in being human.


This post was created as part of Two Writing Teachers’ March Slice of Life Challenge.

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7 thoughts on “Tonight”

  1. Either way I enjoyed this piece — it seems appropriate to be short when you are “worded out.”

    We won’t get into the irony of London Fog tea when your brain is foggy.

    Rest well friend.

  2. There are days like that. It is great that you at least came to the page a wrote. This was a great reflection on where you are at the moment. Thanks for making the effort to write!

  3. I don’t know how I missed this last week, but I did. The benefit to that is seeing you back to a point where I’m confident you’re writing (or thinking) brilliant things some five days later!

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