Back on schedule

This morning I am finally getting back on routine after a month or so of erratic discipline. My 12-16 hours of productivity must continue if I am to be as successful as I need to be. Many things are in the works and more and more just keep piling themselves upon my back in exponential amounts. I can't complain though, the harder the job, the more I feel up to the task. Many of the things I need to do have risen that are not on my ultimate list for 2010, but no matter I will still gets to accomplishing them. So without further ado... Let's start first with my poem of the day from my book 3rd Shift Epiphanies: Chronicles of a gas attendant.

After the month long blizzard this year it is appropriate for this month...

First Snow

Snow, sleet, and dreams of a slow night.

Glows of white

Pass and flicker,

The buzz of the sweet gas lot.

Winds blow frigid cold.

Fast and gnarly.

My thoughts the same.

Playwright, poet, and painter.

I just don't know.

On this,

The first snow.

Autumn is upon us. A president of new discretion awaits.

There looms an eagerness

in the eagle's nest.

Are the eggs of ideals fertile?

Or,

Are we in the state of Denmark...