I will write without judgement
of myself, of others, of anything.
How strange will that be? I always
look at things critically, discerning
the finest points in my choices
when I have the time to ponder
them leisurely, usually. Quick
decisions just get my best shot.
It’s usually a good shot but it’s
made from so much fogginess
of brain functioning that I only
have to hope I’ve sized things
up correctly and went forward
with my decision, trusting
This looks like it could end
here, but my page isn’t even
filled and my energy to get
up to type it is flagging 4 ways
I can just rest in the knowledge
that what I write will be as
“good” as the first part is good.
Oops. I think I just judged! But
I’m bottomed out on this page &
it’s time to end. The end.