280.
Finishing projects
in time for the weekend; how
shall I spend my time?
279.
My haikus today
seem a bit gloomy. Sorry.
'Twas unintended.
278.
Feeling the heat of
a Sarasota summer,
and dreaming of home.
277.
Tying up loose ends
is satisfying but new
threads always appear.
I'm an alien
to romantic love, I fear.
Will it always be?
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