three days balancing,
such time wasted when five years
past, ink will have faded
A different subject from traditional haiku but this week has been nasty. O Calgon take me away and let me create again. We put such burden on ourselves to have a balanced month end but in reality, will it matter in five years. I doubt that but I continue to push myself to have those cells neatly fill themselves and smile when the pluses equate to the negatives.