MOJO

MOJO           

Mojo, mojo where for owt there mojo? You abandoned me… why would you do that?

I seem to have lost my mojo L this makes me kind of sad. My mojo is my essence it’s my witty quick response and my flirty nature. And I seem to have lost it. I know it is close because I can sense it. I want you to come home dear mojo. I miss you so. I am sorry that I have not been very well and have ignored your need to be alive and kicking in my daily life. Come back come back!

Any day now... I await my mojo’s return. I feel like a messed up puzzle that is waiting for all the pieces to fit back in its place.