Short And Straight To The Finish Highlighted By Tall Crooked Trees


Short And Straight To The Finish Highlighted By Tall Crooked Trees
Micro pigment ink on 14"x17" Bristol Board

Some days are a blur
You woke up at four
You saw your lovely daughter in the morning
Dressed and ready for school
You admired her cute outfit
And gazed at her beautiful face
And wished her a wonderful and safe day
You kissed your husband goodbye
At least you saw the sunrise
You did not notice the traffic jam on the beltway
Nor the clouds
You have no recollection of how the sky looked
All of a sudden you were looking at the barrier gate rise
You knew you walked down the stairwell
And went trough the automatic doors
And climbed the exit stairs from third to fourth
You opened your office door
Surely you noticed the note attached to your door?
Yes you did turn on your desktop
And visually scanned your email
How many inter-office chats there were on the screen
Asking for attention and answers
While you were on the phone?
And meetings
How many changes did you make?
You must remember them for there were declarations and audits
and certifications and closures
There was an emergency meeting to solve a problem
And lots of discussions
There was no time left
Where did you eat lunch?
What did you eat?
Amy Winehouse's Frank album was playing in the background
While you made a change
There was a telephone conference
And a light discussion about the Texans playing on Monday night
Something was broken and you fixed it
You ran down the hall to the elevator well
And Bob laughed at you
And you noticed you can't run anymore
When did that happen?
You used to be a fast runner
You ran down the hall again back to your office
And Bob still standing in the hall talking to someone
 Told you to stop running
From the corner of your eye
You saw a commotion happening by your office door ***
But you were on the phone discussing a project while rewriting some rules 
What time did you leave the office?
What did you eat for dinner?
Who cooked?
Your husband cooked.
What did you do after dinner?
By nine you were ready for bed
At eleven
Your son woke you up
He told you about his day and you told him to look at you
You gently touch his handsome face.
You say goodnight.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
A pet, a hug.
You wake up and get ready for another day
It is only twelve o'five in the morning!
Go back to sleep!
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*** (A fellow analyst was decorating your door for Halloween while you were on the phone. 
She knew you danced to Michael Jackson's songs while working a few months ago.)