Last week begins,anxiety highand I can feel it on the insideif I am stillit pullsand it churns like one of thosebingo things that tumbles the ballswith numbers on themit is worry for thingsunknownfor my kids, and for thingsIhaven’t donefor things…
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December blows in all wild and wintry possibly reminding us how nice it can be to snuggle last night, winter wonderland this morning… the sun, everything glistens outside interesting lumps and bumps and heaps of snow mysterious works of art, of things left unattended sat in the queue of good…
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This morning starts a little salty,the dog wakes me way too early for a Sundayand December being what it is has my husbandspending many hours at work, and just not enough at homewhere I can entertain him with my intelligence…
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