my heart is beyond full, but there’s sleep in my eyes,
a bittersweet product of this weekend’s reprise.

living is worth every last minute of sleep forgone,
but it sure does make mondays seem twice as long.

so i’ll be back to my regular scheduled programming sooner than naught,
right after the laundry’s been done and the groceries have been bought.

i feel blessed beyond measure to travel; to roam,
but there’s nothing quite like being home sweet home.

and after a month full of travels and a nomadic lifestyle.
it’ll be welcomed to stay local for more than a “just a while.”

so until my next trip, lindbergh, i’ll see you real soon,
but until then, if you need me, i’ll be spending time with the moon (i.e. sleeping).