Looking around desperately
Searching yet again
To be free
Without a friend
No one helps
They attempt it
Busy as elves
Giving up in a fit
They don’t know
Or comprehend
And time crawls slow
To its end
I search for a means
To the races end
I’m broke at the seams
Without a friend
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I am a writer who often dawdles (wastes time). So here I am, procrastinating by talking about organization, writing tips, teaching writing tips, and other random things to keep up my writing habits, when I should be writing my novel, and here you are, dawdling as well. C'mon in and join me for some dawdling (and pretending we're not).
The Outrageously True Musings of an Armchair Linguist
Quotes, Stories and life tips by Author Ceco
Creative Writing
Scarlett with a Double-Tea
