Up And At ‘Em

It’s a quiet Sunday morning here. The temperature has dropped and the nights are cool requiring a heavier blanket. The clocks fell back at 2am so the rising sun woke me at 5:37.

I was sleeping on a metal swing in my friend’s back yard. There’s a cushion covering the swing and giant pillow resting on its arm so I was very comfortable stretched out snoozing under the stars. 

But daylight told me it was time to get up and get going. I have no home right now but I have friends and a car. And I want to keep both so it’s time to get up and get to work.


About joefingas

I am a songwriter, poet, blues singer, and a boogie woogie piano player. I have a grandson but I have no children of my own. All my women have wised up and left me. I was a bum, a wino, a drug/alcohol counselor, a prevention/intervention specialist and a pretender. I have no more time to pretend.
This entry was posted in 12 Step Meetings, Blues, Co-Dependency, Denial, Love, Memoir, Money, Poetry, Relationships. Bookmark the permalink.

2 Responses to Up And At ‘Em

  1. elvagreen123 says:

    Because of my book I too now have a car. I rent a room. I can identify. Immediately before I read your second paragraph I wondered where you were living. Funny how fast the thoughts travel. Cause then your car popped into my head. Then I saw the second paragraph. I’m sorry, I laughed. I have a weird sense of humor. It is good to have friends. And a car!

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