Urania stood under dense cloud cover and tapped her foot. “The sniffles? That’s our excuse? Typist has the sniffles?” “She’s also sneezing occasionally,” Thalia added. “I think it’s more than that,” said Calliope. “I think she’s ingested too much information again and clogged our creativity pipeline.”
I’ve heard folks comment, “Summer colds are the worst!” But I have to wonder, is any time of year “good” for a cold?
I have to ask, “Are the Muses practicing social distancing and exerting their “muse-itionship” outside your office window?” (Stood under dense cloud cover…) Or is this a reference to clouds of confusion, perhaps resulting from one too many almond danish? Blackberry scones?
May collective clarity return, along with sniffle-free creativity! And leisurely strolls with Henrietta.
I’ve heard folks comment, “Summer colds are the worst!” But I have to wonder, is any time of year “good” for a cold?
I have to ask, “Are the Muses practicing social distancing and exerting their “muse-itionship” outside your office window?” (Stood under dense cloud cover…) Or is this a reference to clouds of confusion, perhaps resulting from one too many almond danish? Blackberry scones?
May collective clarity return, along with sniffle-free creativity! And leisurely strolls with Henrietta.
>> “I think she’s ingested too much information again and clogged our creativity pipeline.”
I am sooo going to steal that, Cal!
I hope you recover soon my dear 💕