Yes, well, it is the am in my time. Not precisely, but my sleep cycle is shifting towards the later night, as I feel more creative and productive at this time. So it is the am, and there is a breakfast pizza in the oven. i can't help but post some poemage in this entry, as it came to me on the pot and i must remember:
the scent of my am scat revives a summer
spent with you and green
[andone2pb+j]
...however, i decided against pb&j as there is no white bread to be found in this house. Anyway, I think I am going to post some haiku/haiga, just so i can feel productive.