I’m going to open mic night.
It’s freezing cold and I’ve run out of songs to sing.
I have my poem.
I always spend the first two hours of open mic night stressed and impatient.
In the last fifteen minutes I play my song. Then I’m hyper and overjoyed.
Let’s see how this goes.
See you later little followers.
Safe within the warm confines of time and my computer screen.
Until we meet again.
(I owe you guys some poems, and blogging. Hopefully tonight will be inspiring. PEACE!)