Coming up roses


I haven't felt like writing very much lately. I don't really know why. I know there are things I'd like to write down. Thoughts about the day. Thoughts about life. But I haven't felt the urge to put pen to paper, so to speak. Alas, here I am, trying to write something that means something and I'm coming up roses. Where does that phrase come from? I'll look it up. Haha, it means something completely different than what I thought! For some reason I thought it meant that I'm coming up empty handed (which makes no sense). It really means that "everything is really just excellent." So maybe that's where I'll leave this ridiculous post.

Everything's coming up roses.

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