Is it logical, to travel mid-winter, seventeen degrees and snowy?
“I’ve done it before, and it’s no big deal.” She quips, smug face comfortable.
Girl, you got some nerve; I’ll give you that.
Ever consider the consequences?
Hearty as chicken soup for the soul,
Ideal for those unaware of the pending retrograde.
Do we have time for shenanigans?
“But I….” She starts in again, face sullen and misty eyed.
(A full and complete sentence.)
Not today, there’s work to do.
Cancelled like a favorite tv show,
No timeline for review,
Under the gun and over the moon,
It’s time to recalibrate our plans.