Burn

It’s Friday which means we burned through another week.

We burn a lot of things in life. Candles, time, rubber, money, love letters, incense, food. If you handle an iron like I do, then clothes. What else, I’m at a loss.

I’m thinking I don’t really have anything that makes my soul burn with a passion. I have some stuff, but not the kind stuff that you read about in poems; that makes you want to get up in the morning and stay up at night. I’m wondering now if that’s something to feel sad about.

For RDP Friday: Burn

Right now I have a dirty bathroom so I’m going to go burn a few calories cleaning.

I’m not much of a list maker when it comes to music, but if I was then Deep Purple would be near the top.