busier than stink trying to finish crap up. trying to do trainings. trying to maintain sanity. flying has become my new potty time. alone time. reading time. also… there is a potty.

poetry

today, just a run of the mill guy.
tomorrow, if all goes well,
a master.

they actually write this on a piece of paper
and give it to me.

a master.

thats master roger to you.

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