Wow!

 

I just found this Tuesday.  It looks clean and new.  I wonder what I’ll do with it.

If it were a box, I could fill it with all kinds of stuff.  I could pack it with friends, or maybe travel and explore places in it.

Then again, if I treat it like a blank piece of paper, I could spend all of it writing something fun or serious.  No, I don’t have any serious crayons or ink.  Never mind that one.

I know I’m not the only one who gets to put stuff into this Tuesday.  Someone I don’t even know could sneeze into it and give me a cold, or nature might rain into it or push a storm through it.  I’ll just deal with that if it happens.

For right now, however, it is all mine, free of sneezy germs and soggy rain.  Right now, it is dry and clean with only me inside.

I just heard a noise.  It’s in here with me.  I don’t care, some Tuesdays are noisy.  I guess today, mine will be too.  Give me a minute, I need to think.

My goodness, I see this Tuesday is not sealed up.  While I’m sitting here thinking, time is oozing out of it.  That just means there is a very pushy Wednesday headed my way.  That isn’t fair.  It’s my Tuesday, I found it.  I should get to determine how long it is, not some pushy Wednesday.

I can see I'm going to have to share it with you.  Fine, just stay on your side and try not to sneeze.

So far, all I've done is to make
one of these.

I call it

Riding on the Handlebars

 
This is now in my Tuesday
because I just put it here.