today, a haiku. a poem defined by syllables.(5-7-5) though i warn you, do not become addicted. i find myself shaping my 'real life' conversations within the limits of haiku.
jet lag is not fun
i wake up at three a.m.
i miss my sweety
i am still settling in here, at home--I will get my [blog] head on straight soon.
i wanted to include american ale in the haiku, but ale seems like a messy one and a half syllables.
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