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Day 2: It's On.

It's 11:10 pm and I almost slept,
When I remembered the promise I hadn't kept.
The promise of writing a post everyday,
So here we go again, yay!

I wonder, why it is so hard to write?
Why doesn't inspiration always strike?
Why, in our day to day lives, 
Aren't there villains wielding knives?
Why aren't there encounters with a scary dragon,
And maybe a rendezvous with Aragon?

If my life were so exciting,
It would have been written by Tolkien.
Made into a series by Netflix,
Binge watched by all you TV addicts.
And I would've been laughing my way to the bank,
Only the Kardashians would have gotten my prank.

But, I promise, I would not be overjoyed,
Or amused seeing you annoyed,
At your irrational addiction to my story,
Shown in hi-definition in all it's glory.
I get it. Binge watching's a bummer.
Months go by and it's already summer.
And you didn't realise because
The "Next Episode" started without a pause.

I could never do that to you, I swear
Make you addicted to the story I share.
To spare you the trouble of this,
As exciting as my life story is,
I have decided to tame it down,
So I am not the talk of the town.
And you can get on with your life,
While I go back to being a wife.

Tomorrow's post will be better,
Who knows, maybe a love letter?
I don't know, but I promise you this.
If you don't watch this space, a lot you will miss.



Sorry and cheers!
Preeks




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