It’s going well, although there’s one small test
ahead, which will not discommode or smell.
The phrase that captures life this week the best?
It’s going well.

I love my work, my kids, the place I dwell.
I don’t sleep long at night, but I get rest.
There’s nothing pushing that I would repel.

I must pursue a bureaucratic quest,
but I think I’ll succeed without a spell.
For now my vigor’s fine. I’m feeling blessed.
It‘s going well.