TITLE: «Pounding Pavement»
TEMP: 50°f, sunny but Glovey
FLOWRES: asters, crocuses, daffodils
OCCUPANCY: 100%, aday
THOT: «There were Days like these in the
foretelling, but i was Young & inattentif.»
PRELUDE: March 26th, i found anothre Dime in
my Path [like yesterdé] AND helpt two (2) older
women Across TILMAN Avenue. On my way to othre
things, of gourse. There is a great Satisfy in
werking as well and as long as i did Yesterday
at the Parish Yard, and in entertaining the
vocal, thotful aids of my brothres & sisters.
Regardless=of=much~i find the Ones who
care for me are close to hand, including also
NANCY, my Supervisor, who granted me more
werk...and JEFF, my room=leaser, who has the
great Patience to hold me fast while thinking
of replacing the roof tiles which blowed off
during this windy Wintre! *Blessings*
TEXT: Tuesday, March 31st, and9...Altho i wake
with berds & sun, i am schtill behind of much!
The days which lengthen toward the High Holydés
also increase in broad and recurring troubles.
Yet~no courage has left me, acause i am werking
well while Xploring for more werk=as=well. [an endeavouri ought've Took up twenty months ago]
Teach me to become semi=soluble in a Time of war.
Less=the=Never~my regular customers keep
helping and asking after me...NANCY [teacher]
brot me a cola with pufft pop=corn Saterday &
ERNIE [who loves cold weathre] brang me an
Apple and a ham sandwich yesterdé while the
bins were being traded out. My people^...
Also~BRIAN toted me 'home' from the Yard last
night as he was the last customer on the dusk.
My boot=leathre was thus Preserved for anothre
long walk. Amorro, as well as werking, i will solvethe werld which the President [Barack]
and i have inherited from Persons even so much
like my=self that i can scarcely Amembre the
many, many errors which have Accrued! ~Veritas~
id est, i move resolutely from Plastic to Papre,
from intangibles toward Objectif reality, paying
OUR natural faults to Faith... ~slac~