I like to take my time.
To prepare.
To be ready.
To not rush.
When I rush, I forget things.
Things better remembered.
Things like exchanging my slippers for my shoes before leaving the house.
Yeah.
It's better to remember things like that.
I ought to know.
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2 comments:
Is this a poem? Or a really slow post.
Ha! I'm like that, too, and once discovered my slippers still on my feet en route to the bank.
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