Today’s a day with my toes freezing cold.
I dressed too light for Paris.
Per usual, I’m told.
My mind filled with tasks, and deadlines, and work.
But reminded, for why am I here?/ to rest my soul, alas!
Today’s a day with my toes freezing cold.
I dressed too light for Paris.
Per usual, I’m told.
My mind filled with tasks, and deadlines, and work.
But reminded, for why am I here?/ to rest my soul, alas!
