Of Snails and Frogs and Apathy

[marmite]It is late. I am tired.

Snails and frogs talk about Marmite as I wait for inspiration, eyelids heavy.

They really do. I can’t make anything up right now, so don’t assume I made that up.

These days, Marmite gives me indigestion. Its yeasty bite is cruel.

The apathy is strong at this time. Somehow I am determined not to miss this deadline.

This pointless deadline.

But if I can still meet it, it is a small achievement. A small goal met.

Do lots of small goals make a large goal?

I want to think so.

I don’t think so.

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3 Responses to Of Snails and Frogs and Apathy

  1. kittychunk says:

    Oh I don’t know, this is one of the better ones in my opinion. “Portrait Of The Artist As An Anguished Young Man”, perhaps.

  2. kittychunk says:

    Not really; just channelling James Joyce :)

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