Prep. Primp to time coming

    Walking through a haze. Uncertain why in such
mode. Perhaps the weary morning. Ah alas the working
time has begun.

     Prep. Primp. Take off. As always red and khaki
dress pale, freckled soul. Perhaps the afternoon will
move fast and evening will open spirit brighter.

     Cater to the niceties of work. Hmm. A smile
brought to all as the day gets busier and busier.

     Small are the gestures of kindness. Small are
the handfuls of laughter. Small are the smirks that
bring upon grand scales of joy. To receive one today
is in due. Yet I do not go begging any one person to
give.

     Softly the cotton presses against. Gently the cocoa
butter soothes. Jasmine heats and uplifts more. Ah
just what may be necessary if no smile greats my
eyes.

     Not dreading just pushing day faster to point out
five pm before noon. Ah. Slow down. Slow down.

     Just breathe. Inhale deep into lungs. Exhale the
tightness in muscles.

     So dear friend I hope today is good for you. The
company you are in treats you well. Hold tight to
your hopes.

    Dream. Creativity acts. Pray. Sights are displayed.

   Ah a sigh will escape my lips. Smirking.