An Easter t…

I like this t-shirt. I’m sure it borders on arrogance and only the most attention-seeking few would actually wear it, walking down the street. But I’m wearing it today around the house as I do some writing, or procrastinate over doing some writing, which ever’s more apt. It makes me feel good. I’m not sure pink is my colour, but it is Easter, a time of rebirth. And newborn babies are pink, so it’s kind of fitting. Like the shirt itself.

Man… this is total procrastination, right here. This blog post is procrastination personified. Stop distracting me!!!