Not ready
Gettin oil changed,
I try to post from the phone
Javascript not ready.
So I wait.
And I wait.
But its still not ready.
Neither is the car.
I sit in the grass, because the old people are in the 3 seats inside.
And I wait,
and I wait.
Realtorchick honks as she drives by.
And the javascript isn’t loading.
And the oil isn’t changed.
And the light to cross the street never changes from the red hand.
I high five the red hand, and cross the street. Honeysuckles in bloom.
I sit in the grass with my phone.
And I wait
And I wait.
The shade of the trees dance. The cars drive by.
I flick an ant from my arm.
And the javascript is loading.
And the oil is being changed.
And I wait,
And I wait.
But I don’t mind.
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It’s so gorgeous outside. I’d rather be where you are.
I saw a red hat amongst the green, nearly broke my neck turning around! Hope you weren’t sitting in a batch of chiggers! Wouldn’t be prudent for the beach. Have a great time.