Take me home.
Son#2 is off to the physiotherapist today for an assessment.
Stress for Mother.
Son#3 and myself are both sick
and I feel overwhelmed today.
Too many crying kids and stuff to worry about.
An entire house to organize and find stuff in for which I simply don't have time nor opportunity.
Not to even mention Work lurking in the background
like an omnipotent dark force waiting to cut me down.
O.k., o.k.
I know I'm overreacting a bit now, but self-pity seems to be my modus operandi for today.
It's gloomy weather here on the Northern side of the planet.
Trying to hold to the constant within (a la Lao Tzu).
If you fail, try, try again!
Son#2 is off to the physiotherapist today for an assessment.
Stress for Mother.
Son#3 and myself are both sick
and I feel overwhelmed today.
Too many crying kids and stuff to worry about.
An entire house to organize and find stuff in for which I simply don't have time nor opportunity.
Not to even mention Work lurking in the background
like an omnipotent dark force waiting to cut me down.
O.k., o.k.
I know I'm overreacting a bit now, but self-pity seems to be my modus operandi for today.
It's gloomy weather here on the Northern side of the planet.
Trying to hold to the constant within (a la Lao Tzu).
If you fail, try, try again!
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