Good Citizen Goody Moondrop

For my therapeutic assignment I am to leave my place of seclusion called home and go to the library.

At the library I am to interact with the librarian inquiring as to her services as a research assistant.

Instead my head is telling me to stay in bed and do nothing but sleep my life away.

Away from this self imposed treachery present in each one of my steps.

The temptation is strong to escape to dream land

Very strong, attractive, luring

And then so says the reasoning part of me

No... let's not do nothing, let's do something

Anything but nothing

So here I am blogging about nothing

With intent toward my greater good

Now off to my domestic responsibility...