Things are Just Things

I'm bored, I'm bored, I'm bored, I'm bored.

It is now 6, and I've been alone for T.H.R.E.E. hours. I haven't been online the entire time, oh no, don't worry.

I listened to the music that makes me the most happiest in the world. I danced and sang along and talked to my mother and father on the telephone. I ate a blueberry bagel and did bits of nothing. I screamed happy words through the window to my baby puppy. I ate two peeps.

But now I am ready for my husband to come home. Not that I was ever ready for him to leave...