“Stern Winter loves a dirge-like sound.”
- William Wordsworth
She's probably right... I get a project in my teeth, and just gnaw at it day after day, like a dog with a steakbone...
I have such great plans to finish the story about the septic project, and then to write about the PCB redesign I seem to be mired in at the moment (you can read about the original design here and here.)
In the meanwhile, Why can't I seem to take a break at least once in a blue moon for a poetic moment or two?
Highly frustrating!
So, today I decided to just do it. The result is below.
Oh, so far away
Too busy for poetry?
Must find my way back...
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