Friday, March 02, 2012

And so I limp on,

a wounded creature.

I want to do something dramatic and insane, but I can't because of the kids. I feel tired but I have to keep going, smile and make small talk this afternoon. When the children get home, I'll make them tea and take them to their clubs.

And not just punch the sun out of the sky or crumble into dust.

Just as well I have the kids.

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