Dominique LarntzĀ * February 3, 2012

Less is not more

The implication imp flutters around my day like cutting raindrops telling me I should, I could, I might, I would do more more more. There is something in me that is so simple, an umbrella of laziness, that is something other than peace–a defense mechanism of too many hours of television to fight this imp. Only the smallest tasks are done today. it is a mystery, because I am happy to do more.