Write two haiku about: the knockout.
I was vaguely tempted to make this month's visit to Mejaran be in haiku form (since I admittedly forgot all about it until g2 reminded me in the comments), but I really want it to be a year full of prose for that place.
So tomorrow it shall be. Get ready.
In other news, game four of the Canucks opening round series went tonight. Not terribly surprisingly, their season is now over and their fans get to pretend, once more, that next year will bring better results.
In other other news, Max turned 6 months old today. Not sure how that happened already.
I lowered my guard
at the worst possible time;
good morning, doctor.
* * *
So much promise, gone.
Hopes dashed, expectations smashed.
One more wasted year.