Cruising on vapours
At the end of a long year
Reflecting sadly
Written for: https://haikuhorizons.wordpress.com/2015/12/27/haiku-horizons-prompt-cruise/
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Wishing you more glad than sad for the coming year… more smiles, fewer tears! 🙂
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Thanks Annette… 🙂
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Oh, I have next year is kinder to you Al 🙂
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Sorry, it should be hope not have!
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Thanks Judy. There’s always hope 🙂
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So melancholy. Some years are like that. I hope the next is reflected on with a smile. 🙂
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Thank you… December has been particularly tough 🙂
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So sorry to hear that, Al. Take care of yourself ❤
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I refused to reflect, a conscious effort.:)
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I should have done the same… 🙂
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Reflection can have that affect, can’t it?
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Eloquent. It does remind me of those times of driving “on vapors” wondering if I can drive the miles before the next gas station, psyching myself for a long walk in inclement weather, each mile the car drove seen as a mile not had to be walked, and then when it seems as if there could reasonably no more vapors left, the engine still running, although coughing, sputtering, the car slides into the pump, just as the last of the improbable vapors are used.
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That’s a fair metaphor for the way I greeted the end of last year… spluttering to the pump. Here’s to the new page
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